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Bhi aithne agam uair ar bhean
a thuig meanma na bhfear
Le tuiscint amhra.
Bhi a caolmheara
cliste in ann
Ar gcuid lochtanna a nochtadh
Le neart lasair..
Thug me cuairt uirthi inniu
`is bhain
ciunas an chlochair sin geit asam,
gur thuig me sa dheireadh
an fath ar sheachain si muid.
mar nil aon
didean chomh cinnte
le barrog buan na haonaireachta.
SANCTUARY
I once knew a girl
Who understood
men
With an awesome accuracy!
Her slender,knowing fingers
Could point to our faults
With the intensity
of a flame.
I visited her today
And was stunned by the silence
In that convent,
Until it came to
me gradually,
That no man`s arms could hold her,
Like the all-embracing grip of solitude.
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