Only Half in the World of Form




Only half in the world of form -
now a horse, now a goat, now a rabbit -
púcaí substantiate themselves.
In each age, some fundamental funniness
of space-time figures itself
into a barleycorn figment,
and pays us a visit.

Púcaí once took fermented farmers
on soul-shaking midnight rides
and left them in dawn's grey ditch.
Then the two-horned Puca of November
taught pipers and poets to play,
and, in the new world, Harvey
was big brother to a gentle soul.

Who will join us for drinks in the pubs
of Mars and Ceres' smoke bars
for the next lesson?

 

Title line from Fairy and Folk Tales of the Irish Peasantry, Edited and Selected by W. B. Yeats, 1888, p95.




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