Poem by Angeo Verga
| Author | Message Date | Message |
|---|---|---|
| Michael O'Flanagan | 20/07/2009 | Angelo Verga, the celebrated New York poet, is coming to read in Inchicore on 30th July. This is a sample of his poetry. THE BEST DAY OF THE YEAR There are a few of them every September Days so exquisite they hurt Cool morning hot afternoon, dry, with just a hint of wind And if you are lucky one of them is a Sunday Or some other day you can steal Outdoors, this one is a long bicycle ride north Meet you at 79th street and wheel together south To Battery Park and the smell of salt on the water. Your skin is reddish & brown, your hair thick curls All tangled by the wind and sun and sweat. I’m neither thirsty nor hungry We talk as we roll south. At my age how often Am I going to have such a day? My body working Perfectly, a beautiful woman laughing at everything I say. There are some days so superb they hurt But such ache I wouldn’t mind having A hundred, a thousand more times. |
| Catherine Currivan | 25/02/2011 | You almost feel you're there! The life force transcending doom and gloom! |