<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=476422" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Inniskeen Road: July Evening</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">The bicycles go by in twos and threes -<br>There's a dance in Billy Brennan's barn to-night,<br>And there's the half-talk code of mysteries<br>And the wink-and-elbow language of delight.<br>Half-past eight and there is not a spot<br>Upon a mile of road, no shadow thrown<br>That might turn out a man or woman, not<br>A footfall tapping secrecies of stone.<br>I have what every poet hates in spite<br>Of all the solemn talk of contemplation.<br>Oh, Alexander Selkirk knew the plight<br>Of being king and government and nation.<br>A road, a mile of kingdom, I am king<br>Of banks and stones and every blooming thing.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Patrick+Kavanagh">Patrick Kavanagh</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=476422" data-title="Inniskeen Road: July Evening de Patrick Kavanagh" data-description="The bicycles go by in twos and threes - There's a dance in Billy Brennan's barn to-night, And there's the half-talk code of mysteries And the wink-and-elbow language of delight. Half-past eight and there is not a spot Upon a mile of road, no shado..."></div> </div> </div>

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