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English Poetry
14 octobre 2018

SEAN THE IRISH

In the city of Cork

Not in the center of town.

But in a northern neighborhood.

In one of the streets Sean walks.

A slight drizzle falls.

We are in the spring.

There’s a lot of sun.

He’s taking a right.

He’s headed for his favorite pub.

It’s the end of the day.

Inside an Irish folk music.

He kept his hat on.

He wants his beer.

He’s surrounded by his friends.

He likes to sing.

That’s a good one.

L'homme au chapeau vert

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