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Issue 30, July 31, 2017
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Chirps from the Sparrow

 

 

The Feast of St. Patrick swallows the city of St. Paul with joy and mayhem. Wild Irish Minnesotans dance jigs, kiss strangers on the street (that can be dangerous when combined with alcohol) throw shamrock-tattooed hats in the air, and sing Whisky in the Rye. Fiddlers in pubs play the Belfast Hornpipe, Heather’s Breeze, and Lord Wellington’s Reel. Green washes the dark ale. Complaints are voiced it looks like shite as two more pints are drained.  After a few hours, sightings of leprechauns are reported along with pots of gold at the end of a rainbow.  O’Gara’s on Snelling overflows with mischief.  College students of all nationalities bump against each other; laughing, flirting, living, and loving. 

 

Readers will find a wee bit of Irish magic in Grey Sparrow whether written from Nepal, America, or Australia. So, toss your cares aside.  Add a few drops of green coloring to the Guinness beer and read.

 

                                                                                                                                                                                                   -Diane Smith