I've been in Ireland for a week -- Moate, Athlone, Galway, Sligo, New Grange, Westport, Clonmacnoise -- the green and ruminants, water and birds and sky of it.
[from Sean Lysaght's The Clare Island Survey, 1991]
Kestrel
Took my eye into the air of himself
and threaded it,
sewing me to the sky
with his looped cycle of flight
up the gully,
then traced a noose
around a lowland belfry
and now, in the suburbs,
can needle a spot
above the apex of a gable,
draw the skein
in circles widening out,
and glide back
to the eye of his obsession.
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