The excellence of love
The caress of promise
These I know
You don't believe
I found your truth
You could not hide
In pockets deeply coined
I know the price
The inner child we birthed
Has learned the truth
Your doubt fragmented
We've earned our tale
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Love Letters Through Time
Context: Grace (Gráinne) Gifford, was a participant in the Irish nationalist struggle against British rule, which led to ‘The Easter Rising’, Easter Monday, 1916 in Dublin, Ireland. She was betrothed to one of the leaders, who were due to be executed the morning after being taken prisoner. Joseph and Grace were married the night before in his prison cell. Joseph (Seosamh Pluinceid)) was one of the leaders of The Rising, a signatory of the Irish Proclamation and, in death, a revered Irish hero. These are my imaginings of ‘her’ final words to him. I include a few words in Irish Gaelic as the movement that led to the rebellion favored speaking Irish, instead of English. I would wager a guess, as they were both poets and writers in the Irish republican movement that she would have chosen to marry her love of country with her love of him in expressing her devotion.
By Marie McGrathExclusive • 11 months ago
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Nice! It's like a little poetic puzzle, mixing love, truth, and growth with a hint of mystery. The flow of thoughts gives it a cool, layered vibe. Love how it hits all the right notes!
such a complex poem-- love the truth that has been found