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)
Blasted to rubble,
and buried in it,
a child,
a baby dead before
arriving on the floor
of his own mind.
Don’t talk of rights.
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