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The Tale Of The Vulnerable

from Gangani​,​Come To The Path by Davóg Rynne

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Ashley O’Neal is an award winning poet, artist, and philosopher who lives in the Gaeltacht area of Ballyvourney, Ireland. She was the winner of the 2014 Michael Hartnett Original Poem award and the winner of the 2018 Kanturk Poetry Slam Competition. She has read her poems for the 2018 Sliabh Luachra Scully’s Fest. She was officially selected for the 2018 Biennial Edition of Women Cinemakers for her work in film and writing. The book has been shortlisted for the 2020 Shine Strong Poetry Award for the Mountains to Sea Festival, Dún Laoghaire.
Her poetry focuses on the ancient language of the land and the mythology of Ireland. She is deeply interested in the revival of poetry in relation to its ancient purpose, which is to unite people in their traditions, while also reconnect them to their noble heritage. www.thewrenisnear.com/the-wren/

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The Tale of the Vulnerable

The line at the beginning
Of the old tale comes from the lips
Of the beggar king as he waits
In the doorway of old myth,
His crown beside him is all rusted and worn.
The day breathes a sadness and
A wonder that only children of old know.
The rhythm of footsteps holds the march
Of men who trampled on the wildflowers
Of spring but, among the sounds, a bell rings so quietly.
She is there;
She is there with eyes of love that humility tempers.
Prayers are made with each footstep.
Mantras are chanted by the smile that leaves the lips.
Surrender is a storm that never comes
And the cracks in the sidewalk are the tunes
For the ballads that keep getting sung in glens
Where the desolate houses still breathe.
Off and away the farmer is walking
His dog to oblivion
As the rosary of existence
Is said by the hands of the last fires.
What will the tale be when the old man
Of the mountains passes silently into the mist?
Who will hold the soft hands of the ancient knowledge
When the alarm of emptiness rings above the city’s sorrow?
Tragic days without rain
I want to tell you the new tale but my heart
Does not know the way to the pass where innocence resides.
Tell me how to whisper to the king so I might
Show him where to drink from the well that renews.
Show me how to meet
The soft doe of the woods so that I might
Run with the warrior and stand with the woman
Who rules the city where the crystal guards the threshold.
Tell me how to live with the ancient son whose tribe
Knew how to preserve the gentle star at the end of the world
For only now do I know what the beggar king tells with his eyes.

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from Gangani​,​Come To The Path, released December 14, 2022

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