This is a section of a conversation (laid out like a free verse poem) which I scribed during part of the Hopefully it will spark some discussion around the issues.


from thirty five years ago
and early seventies
it used to be…
we’d all see
the twelth july

both sides upon the coin
i’d never seen before
n my own catholic town

but now here it was

at harvest time
we’d celebrate
share eatings
communal news
and celebrating us

somehow it changed
numbers dwindled

one band leader insisted on
non-provocative tunes

and when
something happened
there’d be places we wouldn’t go

scribed by dave wood

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