Anything Can Happen is also, incidentally, a poem that arose from teaching. I'd talked about the Horace Ode (I, 34) [on which the poem is based] in a lecture I gave at Harvard in the fall of 2000 entitled Bright Boltsand remembered it after the Twin Towers attack.

I don't miss teaching. I'm learning to take my time for myself.

There is not built-in meaning to anything, we are free to add any meaning we choose to give it.

Not to Learn Irish is to miss the opportunity of understanding what life in this country has meant and could mean in a better future. It is to cut oneself off from ways of being at home. If we regard self-understanding, mutual understanding, imaginative enhancement, cultural diversity and a tolerant political atmosphereas a desirable attainments, we should remember that a knowledge of the Irish language is an essential element in their realisation.

Don't be surprised if I demur, for, be advised my passport's green.

Anyone with gumption and a sharp mind will take the measure of two things: what's said and what's done.

Write whatever you like!