April wilderness stone cold rushing waterfall.
Wearing my nakedness
as a bear his fur
I’m not skinny
but I am dipping in sun-sprayed watery-light, look!
near the old alder … where crows caw
rainbows of misty bright sprites
over the height of it
All souls know a secret way home
They never say where, nor how far they go.
The Easter Rising, also known as the Easter Rebellion, was an armed insurrection in Ireland during Easter Week, April 24, 1916 – Apr 29. The Rising was launched by Irish republicans to end British rule in Ireland and establish an independent Irish Republic. This poem was written to honor the Irish Republicans who gave their lives in that attempt. They were hung as treason rebels, but to the Irish, they are heroes. May they never be forgotten.