Here are two poems by Susan Jarvis Bryant.
Slàinte!
Today we’ll lift the Lenten limitations And don our Gaelic garb of kelly green. Bonhomie and glee and lush libations Will flow at dawn and dusk and in between. We’ll pluck a harp and pick a lucky shamrock, Kiss the Blarney Stone and spin a yarn, Eat colcannon, steaming stew, and ham hock As leprechauns make mischief in the barn. Oh Danny Boy, the pipes, the pipes are calling Will burst from balladeers down cobbled lanes. We’ll waltz and watch the Galway twilight falling While moonbeams dance on cottage windowpanes.We’ll toast to Irish eyes that always smile, St. Patrick and the snakeless Emerald Isle.
