Wake: Up to Poetry
Poem of the Week: “Getting Up Early” by Brendan Kennelly
Getting Up Early
Getting up early promises well;
a milkhorse on the road
induces thoughts of a sleeping world
and a waking God.
This hour has something sacred;
bells will be ringing soon,
but now I am content to watch
the day begin to bloom.
I would only waste my breath
on poor superfluous words;
how perfectly they wing for me –
the new invisible birds
who celebrate the light that spreads
like love to window sills
as morning steps like a laughing girl
down from the Dublin hills.