What a beautiful, beautiful late summer evening, with a three-quarter moon. Just home from the Truly Irish poetry reading, but the moon has put me in mind of the Eddi Reader song, "Wings On My Heels," with its refrain about music in three-quarter time. She's a Scottish folksinger.
One of her verses:
I never learned how to sweet talk
those are the words I can't find
yet I had a tongue of pure silver
when they played
in three-quarter time
Eamonn Wall was a charming poet with a tongue of pure silver!
And recent rains have charmed the cardinal climber on the fence into bloom, finally!
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