Outside A Pub In Dublin With Time Poem by Hans Ostrom

Outside A Pub In Dublin With Time



Outside the Norseman Pub in Dublin,

Time heard me thinking of dates

& events in one of its pasts. "What are you

thinking about those for? " asked Time.



Three Irish women walked by.

Their lilting, lovely conversation

played in the air like aural butterflies.

(I don't think Yeats would have liked



that comparison.) "See, " I said

to Time, "I can do the present,

too, so leave me alone." Highlights

in the women's hair shone.





hans ostrom 2019

Monday, September 16, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: ireland,pub,time
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