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Our poem this week comes from Rose Kelleher who grew up in Massachusetts and lives in Maryland.
Her poems have been published in many journals and anthologies, most recently Snakeskin, Soundzine and The Raintown Review. Her first book, Bundle o' Tinder, won the 2007 Anthony Hecht Poetry Prize and was published in 2008 by Waywiser Press.
Overheard in Kelly's Pub
"Fresh off the boat you'd think the lad, with his
me Ayrish mither this and his Kilkenny
relations that. How fond of saying 'tis
the fellow is! But should you ask him when 'e
arrived at Logan Airport, you'll discover
that he was born in Woburn; 'twas his great-
great Grandma, Kate O'Whatshername, God love 'er,
who stowed away in 1828."
"These Boston Irish are a funny bunch,
pretending that they're Ireland born and bred.
An Irishman showed up here once for lunch;
no one could understand a word he said!"
O'Malley waves. Of course he'll have a Guinness,
which, with a wince, he'll sip, but never finish.
© Rose Kelleher
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