Frank Corcoran

irish composer

A FEW HAIKUS , YERRA , AFTER THE IRISH OF GABRIEL ROSENSTOCK

A FEW FRANK CORCORAN HAIKUS IN MAY NOW – HERE IN STILL COOL LAZIO

His old begging-bowl,
Receiving its cold pennies,
The night will be cold.

” Hunger’s the best sauce”
Weeping, he bites his cold lips.
Once it was different.

“Do bhi bean uasal “….
That nasal tin-whistle tune .
‘Twould put years on you.

Tonight no haiku.
No, the cold moon was rising.
No pen, no paper….

fuaim ársa
bonn airgid ag titim
i mbabhla déirce

ancient sound
a coin drops
in a begging bowl
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