The Cuckoo’s Street — Photo-Artistry by kenne
THE CUCKOO’S STREET
OUT of sedgy fields
I came on Sráide-na-Cuacha.
What did you see there?
Castles white with lime;
Cuckoos in gold cages,
And black queens feeding them;
Trees dropping moons
Into vats of mead;
A goat-fair, —goats
Whose horns were double rainbows;
Goatherds fiddling,
Naked babies dancing;
Jugglers throwing gourds
Through the rings of brooches;
Old Father Time
Sitting drunken on a stone.
Out of Sráide-na-Cuacha
I came on ferny hills.
— from Earth of Cualann edited by Joseph Campbell
Becoming is Superior to Being 
Yeah! Joseph Campbell.
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