Poems and general conversation from Irish poet Michael O'Dea. Born in Roscommon, living in Donegal. Poetry from Ireland. (poems © Michael O’Dea, Dedalus Press, Amastra-n-Galar)
A woman at a window;
her back to us,
still.
Window in a blank wall,
open
to the sea;
it flows into her:
the bay,
oceans, landmasses,
like air.
She rests,
arms on the window sill.
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