We're delighted to present our Poem Of The Week, presented in association with Poetry Ireland

This week's poem is Enjoy your pint by Pádraig Ó Tuama - read it below.

At the bar, 

in an unknown part of Birmingham

I bought two pints

and paid with paper money

from the northern part of Ireland.


That's not British money,

the publican said.

And I said, yes it is,

you'll see the royal head

if you hold it to the light.


And a man standing right beside me

turned to me and looked and said

So you're from Northern Ireland.

He was wearing

denim jeans and a denim jacket, 


tobacco fingers fixed round a half drunk pint.

He locked his eyes on me and

moved so near I could have kissed him,

Whose side are you on, son? he whispered

Whose side are you on? 


And I didn't know the landscape of belonging 

in this part of England.

I hadn't seen signs enough to know

whether his hope flew for 

the orange or the green. 


He continued to look.

He continued to keep close.

And I said

I hope for



And he said

That's a clever answer,


That's a very

clever answer.


And I said

I know. 

Enjoy your pint. 

And I

got up to go.