Terence Winch Poems
- The Irish Riviera I wish I could remember the names of these...
- Social Security No one is safe. The streets are unsafe. even...
- Sleep Waltz Get old enough so you won't have much to ...
- My Friends They came here first in a car shaped like a ...
- Mission Statement When I die I promise to haunt all my ...
- Non-Possession Is One-Tenth Of... Do not travel over ...
- Mysteries All last night I kept speaking in this archaic ...
Terence Winch is an Irish-American poet, writer and musician.
Terence Patrick Winch was born in New York City in 1945. He grew up in an Irish neighborhood in the Bronx, the child of Irish immigrants. In 1971, he moved to Washington, DC, where he became involved with the Mass Transit readings in Dupont Circle. He published the first issue of Mass Transit magazine and co-founded Some of Us Press with Michael Lally and others. His writing, which shows New York School and other influences, has been widely published and anthologized. Primarily a poet, he has published fiction and non-fiction as well. He was the subject of a profile on National Public Radio's All Things Considered in ... more »
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The Irish Riviera
I wish I could remember the names
of these two old guys I used to see
when I was a kid and spent my summers
in Rockaway which was known as The Irish Riviera
one of them played the fiddle the other played
the accordion and I think one of them wore
a top hat they just wandered in and out of bars
playing for drinks they were like bums
but I still remember how fine they sounded
[from Irish Musicians/American Friends, Coffee House Press, 1985]