Inár Measc: Amongst Us
I write between lines that do not exist,
On the margin of blank pages,
In books, as yet unpublished,
And I feel as if amongst friends
In this phantom country in which I live,
forever in the shadow of the dead.
Others of my acquaintance
In the neighbouring villages
Play music but have no instruments,
In an ancient language
That lived and declined in another age.