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Poem by Su Red


Fire Eyes

At the Burren, at the Burren
I knew you so well
before I knew you at all
I danced to music
you hadn’t yet played
Pours Guinness, pours Smithwicks
Pours something I used to
keep bottled up inside
The barmaid winks
as she cautions
“Drink this one slowly.”
“We’re all Irish in here.”
“Our livers are ready for anything.”
“The heart might not be used to
the passion of a fire-eyed
soul like yours.”


Photography © Su Red
Photography © Su Red


Su Red is an artist of various mediums, currently residing in the NYC area. You can see more of her work here.



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