Dublining

Going by bachelors walk

along the boddy of Liffey

taste the morning wind

walk over you

ancient and vibrant stones

enchanted ways

heard a song in the street

…. Ring a ring a rosie

As the light declines…

like a fadding promise

that light is gone

in the mouth of the city

then I went to the Stag`s Head

and I saw at the balcony

Yeats

then I saw Beckett

I´m sure

there`s Joyce, Wild and Behan too

and I looked with a feelin rare

my heart

is now too part of Dublin

in this magic time