It ran like a wild thing
So fleet-flung the foot
The dust of primal passages
Sun-tangled its coat.
Heeding no master and
Loving no creature
I saw it knew my kind
By the scorn in each feature.
### For an instant it stopped, fear-chilled, I stood numb.
### But the wild thing fled on,
### King in its kingdom.
### The wild thing fled on
### And I cursed it its freedom.
An urge took my senses
To fathom its soul
The spirit that had won the beast
So noble a role.
It had but to trust and
I’d conquer its mystery,
But the beast had known my kind
And would safeguard its history.
### For an instant it stopped, secure in its kingdom.
### Then the wild thing fled on.
### I cursed it its freedom.
### The wild thing fled on
### And I cursed it its wisdom.
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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.
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wow- great piece-- i hope you entered it into the song contest. The music came of itself in the poem.