It’s 1916 wall to wall
Revolution is in the air on the radio
Joe is doing his meet and greet,
Meeting the plain people of 1916
It’s not working but it’s Joe being Joe.
I’m in the kitchen listening to the Revolution Cabaret.
Most of it is successfully filling the airtime, but little
Is historically interesting or real. I’m looking over
Three fields towards Moneystown,
Fields of sheep and leaping lambs, scudding clouds
And rain coming soon.
What takes me back to the Rising is the thought
That I am free to sit here, to spend a day like this,
In comfort undreamed of by people like me then.
It’s a long long way from Sackville Street in 1916
To Tiglin 2016.
I think of those who started this journey
Who helped me get to here, with thanks.
Easter Monday 28th March 2016