The Blackbird by Belfast Lough

What little throat
Has framed that note?
What gold beak shot
  It far away?

A blackbird on
His leafy throne
Tossed it alone
  Across the bay.


Source: O'Connor, Frank (tr); Kings, Lords, & Commons: An Anthology
from the Irish; 1962; London; Macmillan & Co; p.27