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Is It All Workaday to Them?

County Cork. June 22, 2019.
Now I’m near the sea
And the wonder of seagulls.
As yet, they’re all one to me,
Copies carried on the wind.

Is it all workaday to them,
The soaring they do
On those snazzy wings,
The fantastical moments
Fixed on a breeze over
A patch of water
That might be hiding
A meal?

Or do they, as I hope,
Also take to the air
Just to be up there?


I’ve retired after a career teaching law. I divide my time now between Athens, Georgia, in the States and the south coast of Ireland.