The lost Gaeltacht of Lower Manhattan

The yellow cabs tick downtown in the rain,                                                            sparked electrons in the bright-lit veins.

The lost Gaeltacht of Lower Manhattan

Siúl a rún ó. Ná siúl. Siúl.

Like grace notes the elevators rise and fall,                                                               staff notation on the sheet-glass walls.

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