The Big Wind
Eleven arrives
Eva’s picking up gusto
showers and shopping
remember Clonakilty
in nineteen ninety seven?
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Tag: Ireland
March 26, 2015
Come All Ye
Mildew musk half drownded rat
Soggy woodbine, auld tweed hat
Old Luke and Buffalo Johnny
Bid come all ye attendees
And whisht a while, imbibe
Enniscorthy travellers dreamtime
Side fading coals
In warm, dry bungalows
As wind lashes outside
Recalling a lady in her father’s garden
While sloping home early
in fine foggy dew.
March 11, 2013
Paddy’s Lament
It is Ash Wednesday
It is snowing.
Three-thirty
Snow soon to sleet, to rain
seashells at night…
inert again, atrophy,
a choir noise,
upstair faffing footfall,
drone of bedpump, and
fuzzy tinnitus:
Otherwise silence.
Whoops! A fridge hums
No smell, nascent headcold.
Mars Bar sticky chocky moustache and underlip beard, licky and sticky, a bit icky.
Septik light of failing da
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