Finnegans Wake For Conor Kenny   In a pub in Dublin city Not far from Stephen’s Green Michael Hartnett was the runner For Myles na Gopaleen.   He ran errands for his elder, Going to the bookies and such like, Then, having heard the latest, One morning early Mike   Came running, all excited, Saying “Myles! Myles! Listen please! Finnegans Wake has just been Translated into Chinese.”   Myles looked up from his paper And, with all the strength he’d got, Slammed down his whiskey growling “From what?” Gabriel Fitzmaurice         Quiet in Your Presence   I’m…