![]() Lá Fhéile Pádraig, "the Day of the Festival of Patrick"A Poem by Einstein Noodle![]() this is my third weeks assignment for the MOOC i am in .. we had two choices and mine was to write a Pantoum. It also is supposed to address a cultural tradition with its meaning then and today![]() a Pantoum My Da wasn't much of a talking man; he loved his stew and brew. At table he told us a story of how the Green holds true. He loved his stew and brew but harpooned his feeling free. At table he told us a story or two while bouncing me on his knee. Harpooning his feeling free, tears pierced his cheek that day. While bouncing me on his knee; he knew i would go away. A tear pierced his cheek that day. Diaspora paraded the streets. He knew i would go away; while cèilidhs of Dál Riata did meet When diaspora paraded the ave they forgot the bones and the teeth. While cèilidhs of Dal Riata gathered babies died in the streets. They forgot the bones and the teeth. At table he told a story or two. Babies died in the streets. It never was talked of, 'tis true © 2022 Einstein NoodleAuthor's Note
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20 Reviews Added on August 9, 2017 Last Updated on January 10, 2022 Author![]() Einstein NoodlePork Rind, AKAboutThis morning as I began to log in to WC, it occurred to me what an inspiring and comfortable place this has become for me. There are so many talented people sharing, encouraging, teaching and learni.. more..Writing
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