 Niall Gordan, Poet | sitemap | log in
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Tuilleadh Bàrdachd...
Trianaidean / Trinities 1. Latha breith sona is latha brèagh sneachda agus seachd làithean de shaorsa bheannaichte. 2. An Ghaeilge aoibhinn agus a' Ghàidhlig againne 's Beurla briste eadarra. 3. Dè tha a' cunntadh dhutsa? Aon, dhà, trì... Cha chunntair mi. A happy birthday/ and a fine day of snow/ and seven days of blessed freedom. Beautiful Irish/ and our Scottish tongue/and English broken in between them. What counts to you?/ One, two, three.../ I'm no accountant.
Ar maidin 's mé 'g éirí ('air bheagan èislein' mar a deir na hAlbanaigh) ní hé mo chéad smaoin éirí gréine ná féith na filíochta ná mo Ghrá Geal go fiú: ní hé, ná: cad é céad obair fhear an tí? Morning as I rise ('with little sorrow' as the Scottish say) my first thought isn't the sunrise or the talent of poetry or even my sweetheart: it isn't, rather: what is the househusband's first task? Sa mhadainn 's mi 'g èirigh ('air bheagan èislein' mar a bh' aig Màiri Mhòr) chan e mo chiad smaoin èirigh grèine neo tàlant na bàrdachd neo eadhon Gràdh Geal mo Chridhe: chan e, seach: Dè ciad obair Fear an taighe? |   |
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