Eugene

Eugene Adams is a retired educator. He and his wife Jan live in Tullyvoheen, Clifden. Their children and grandchildren are all living in America.



Letter to the World

by Eugene Adams



This is my letter to the world
That never wrote to me --
The simple news that Nature told
With tender majesty.

Her message is committed
To hands I cannot see --
For love of her, sweet countrymen
Judge tenderly of me.


Emily Dickinson

 

Friday, 19 March 1999

Dear Nobody Too,

Do you remember that rhyme to be said when you see a magpie --

One for sorrow
Two for joy
Three for a girl
Four for a boy
Five for silver
Six for gold
Seven for a secret never to be told.

I mentioned it to Gerry the other day, and she reminded me of the custom of "saluting the magpie." She said -- explaining that she isn't superstitious, of course -- that if she sees only one magpie, she gives him a courteous salute, because that will keep the sorrow off.

Counting Magpies
Hardly a sign of spring on the bog road.
I cycled home hoping for a sign,
With you on my mind and no sign of spring.

I took a curve and saw three magpies rise
From the road ahead -- the nearest showed
That flash of brilliant white against the black --
Three for a girl, I thought, a sign of you --
But the furthest bird shone only black -- a crow.
Then two for joy, I thought, a better sign --
Then they were gone and I alone again.

But what was the name of that other bird, the one
Who hid himself between the other two --
Was it two for joy, or only one for sorrow --
And I the only one.


Love,
Nobody

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