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‘Na cluinneam nach eil subh-làir…’

Niall O’Gallagher

Na cluinneam nach eil subh-làir
agad air fhàgail sa bhùth;
tha mo ghaol-sa gam feitheamh,
na bris, a fhir-reic’, a dùil –

thoiream bagaid dhiubh dhachaigh
far an gabh sinn, fear seach fear,
ri ithe gach meas’ milse,
gu còrdadh rithe gach dearc,

(gus am fàg sinn an soitheach
’s e a’ coimhead falamh, bàn,
gun ach duille na caithne
a’ rosadh fhathast sa chlàr.)

Mar sin, a dhuine fhialaidh,
is math as fhiach iad a’ phrìs;
na can rium nach eil cuibhreann,
blasad suibh-làir dom ghaol fhìn!


Niall O’Gallagher

from Suain nan Trì Latha (Clàr, 2016)

Reproduced by permission of the author.

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Gaelic Gaelic Love strawberries

About this poem

This is an overheard poem where we listen to the speaker pleading with a shopkeeper for his last punnet of strawberries, his love’s favourite fruit. We also get to eavesdrop on his thoughts about what will happen when he gets them home.

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Niall O’Gallagherb.1981

Niall O'Gallagher is a Gaelic poet and translator.
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