We're delighted to present our Poem Of The Day, presented in association with Poetry Ireland.
Today's poem is Being a Poet by Colette Nic Aodha - read it below.
'A necklace of wrens': when he was young
Michael Hartnett lay down in a field one day,
Lots of wrens settled on his chest:
Dreoilín, dreoilín, rí na n-éan,
is mór and cuid, is beag tú féin,
éirí suas, a bhean an tí,
is tabhair dom pingin,
chun é a chur ina luí.
His Granny said that he would be a poet.
I recall laying down on grass at the foot of a hill,
when I was young, out of the sight of my mother,
dodging work.
She told me I was going to be a poet,
but when she spoke
it sounded more like a threat.