I haven't posted anything lately, so here goes another random poem (selected for no particular reason other than I happen to like it.)
Raferty
I am Raferty the Poet
Full of hope and love
With eyes that have no light
With gentleness that has no misery
Going west upon my pilgramage
By the light of my heart
Feeble and tired
To the end of the world
Behold me now
And my face to the wall
A-playing music
Unto empty pockets
--Raferty (trans. Douglas Hyde)
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