Micheal O’Siadhail poetry

SIDE EFFECT So few cars on our Manhattan street Pigeons leaving nests that swirl between Highrise ledges, fearless land to eat Any mid-street grain or scrap they glean. Told to stay at home most acquiesce. Now we learn how unbeknownst we spare Our New York as we’re emitting less Long-lived greenhouse gases in the air. … Read more