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idenwritingthing · 4 months

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Fuar an Ocras

Bhí mé sa foraois sean Áit fuar an ocras bí A fiacla go leor ag greim Mo riocht le ciúin faoi

An sneachta coimeád thit An oighear ag bris mo féith… Mo críoch thaggan anois Agus mothaigh mé gach noimead.

As Bearla (In English) (I was in the old forest Where the hungry cold lives Its many teeth biting My quiet body The snow keeps falling The ice breaks my veins My end is now and i feel every second)

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A little poem As Gaeilge i had to do for class, was kinda happy with it so i thought id share here too :> Unfortunately, it loses its rhyme scheme in English :<

#poetry #poem #my poetry #irish poem #irish poetry #irish #winter poem #cw death #cw freezing #idk if thats a thing but ill put it in anyway ig

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devoted-to-colin-farrell · 1 year

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There are three main images in the blessing - wind, sun and rain. These symbolise important elements of Irish culture: a love and appreciation for nature and religion.

The wind is often considered to mean the Holy Spirit.

The reference to the warmth of the sun refers to God’s mercy.

The rain symbolises God’s provision.

Ultimately it is something to be grateful for, as the wind, rain and sun are all vital in the survival and growth of the environment.

Without the rain, Ireland would not be the Emerald Isle 🇮🇪

☘️ Saint Patrick used the shamrock to explain the Holy Trinity by using each leaf to represent the Father, Son, and Holy Spirit. The three leaves of the shamrock are also said to stand for faith, hope, and love.

#irish blessing #colin farrell #irish #Irish poem #ireland #irish culture #irish literature #culture #blessing #saint patrick #love #faith #hope #shamrock

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ly0nstea · 10 months

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I'm translating some fics into irish to get over some writers block and that had me translating the poem ozymandias so i though i'd give it to the world cuz i sure couldn't find smth like this online

I wouldn't call it good, but hey, I tried, right? Any feedback on where and how I definetly fucked up are welcome (I only did OL LC be kind)

“Bhuail mé leis an teastalaí le ó an ciantír

Dúirt sé: Dhá ollmhór agus gan stoc de cloch

seas ar na fásaigh, gar dó, ar na gaineamh,

Leath bánn, na cuntanós spíonta ag bím, cé grainc,

Agus rocach beola, agus tarcainse de fuar ceannas,

Léirionn é na dealbhóir a léigh na díograis go mhaith

Cé acu a maireadh, ghrean é ar na rudaí marbh

Na lámh ag magadh fúthú agus na chroí a cothú

Agus ar na seastán, an focal seo:

“Is mise Ozymandias, rí na rí;

Féach ó mo obair, na Tréin, agus caoin!”

Níl aon rud eile ach fágtha. Timpeall ar meathlú

le na obair ollmhór, gan teorainn agus lom

an aonarach agus cothrom gaineamh sín go mór agus go fada.

— Percy Shelley, Ozymandias”

The english version too

“I met a traveller from an antique land

Who said: Two vast and trunkless legs of stone

Stand in the desart. Near them, on the sand,

Half sunk, a shattered visage lies, whose frown,

And wrinkled lip, and sneer of cold command,

Tell that its sculptor well those passions read

Which yet survive, stamped on these lifeless things,

The hand that mocked them and the heart that fed:

And on the pedestal these words appear:

"My name is Ozymandias, king of kings;

Look on my works, ye Mighty, and despair!"

Nothing beside remains. Round the decay

Of that colossal wreck, boundless and bare

The lone and level sands stretch far away.

— Percy Shelley's, Ozymandias”

#ozymandias #irish #irish language #poem #poetry #translation #translations #gaeilge #gaeilgóir #irish poetry #irish poem #irish translation

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perfectfeelings · 1 month

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A good laugh and a long sleep are the two best cures for anything.

Irish Proverb

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beyourowninspiration16 · 1 year

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... here is a space

again, the scone rising

to the tick of two clocks.

And here is love

like a tinsmith's scoop

sunk past its gleam

in the meal-bin.

Mossbawn: Sunlight, Seamus Heaney

#Heaney #Seamus Heaney #poetry #poem #irish poem #mossbawn: sunlight

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quotefeeling · 2 months

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A good laugh and a long sleep are the two best cures for anything.

Irish Proverb

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thoughtkick · 1 year

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A good laugh and a long sleep are the two best cures for anything.

Irish Proverb

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thehopefulquotes · 1 year

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A good laugh and a long sleep are the two best cures for anything.

Irish Proverb

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majestativa · 3 months

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The laughing girl with love-lit eyes.

— Oscar Wilde, The Ballad of Reading Gaol and Other Poems, (2010)

#Irish #Oscar Wilde #The Ballad of Reading Gaol and Other Poems #(2010)

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surqrised · 11 months

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A good laugh and a long sleep are the two best cures for anything.

Irish Proverb

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duine-aiteach · 4 months

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Dán beag ó rang a trí

As Gaeilge:

Donncha Rua

A chircín! a chircín!

Ardaigh do cheann:

Féach ar do chlé,

Nach é atá ann?

A chircín! A chircín!

Cuir cluas ort féin;

Ná bac leis an min

Is ná cuir orm scéin.

Ochón! Ochón!

Lean tú den ithe

Léim sé, is mharaigh sé -

Nior fhag sé ach cleite.

As Béarla (from what my teacher said):

Reynard the Fox (Red Donncha)

Chicken! Chicken!

Lift your head;

Look to your left,

Isn’t that him?

Chicken! Chicken!

Put your ears out:

Don't bother with your food

Don't be scaring me

Alas! Alas!

You stayed at the food

He jumped, he killed -

He left nothing but feathers.

#some of the translations may be a little more literal than what you’d usually use I shall admit #that’s all what I wrote on the page at the time so I may say it differently now but that’s what my teacher said #this is the only poem in irish that I can recite perfectly even now 15 years later #we had a boy in our class whose surname was burke so of course we called him ‘a búrcín a búrcín’ for a while afterwards #my own post #gaeilge #dán #poem #filíocht #poetry #Irish poetry

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tolkienmatters · 2 years

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I am Ireland: I am older than the Hag of Beara. Great my glory: I who bore brave Cú Chulainn. Great my shame: My own children that sold their mother. Great my pain: My irreconcilable enemies who harass me continually. Great my sorrow: That crowd, in whom I placed my trust, died. I am Ireland: I am lonelier than the Hag of Beara.

- I am Ireland by Patrick Pearse.

#not tolkien #nottolkien #poem #poetry #patrick pearse #i am ireland #Mise Éire #translation #rest in piss elizabeth you leech #ireland #irish #ding dong the witch is dead

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robcam-wfu · 4 months

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— William Butler Yeats, "The Four Ages of Man"

#william butler yeats #w.b. yeats #the four ages of man #irish poetry #poetry #poem #poems and poetry #literature #writing #aging #death

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cla0chlaithe · 3 months

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First post on here !

Sliogán (shell) is ainm dom.

My name on here will be Sliogán (shlig-gawn)(shell).

(She/her)

(sí/í/(s)ise)

Eolas fúm agus faoin blag seo:

Is as Éirinn mé. Táim ocht mbliana déag daois. Tá mo chroí go mór sa Ghaeilge! Tá spéis agam san fhilíocht, i mBéarla agus i nGaeilge araon. Ceartaígí mo chuid earráidí gramadaí, más é do thoil é!

feicfidh tú mo chuid filíochta, ábhar Gaeilge, agus b’fhéidir píosa beag ealaíne ar an blag seo!

Info about me and my page:

I’m Irish. I’m eighteen. have a passion for all things Irish language! (Lit: My heart is strongly in Irish!)I have an interest in poetry, in both English and Irish. Please correct my grammar mistakes!

You will see my poetry, Irish language content, and maybe small art pieces on this page!

Tabhair aire!

Take care!

#gaeilge #langblr #irish #irish history #irish mythology #ireland #poetry #poem #art

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raven-runes · 3 months

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Brigid,

May my forge be fed by your flame,

May my quill be guided by your spark,

May my flesh be healed by your embers.

May the harsh winter give birth to a fertile spring and a calmer earth, may your sun shine on the struggles and acts of solidarity that are preparing the world of tomorrow.