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)
Page:
a confessional, a dilemma;
what will I say
dear blankness?
Somehow a page is too white to be truthful,
and fiction is a betrayal;
every time I confront the white page,
I 'm at the fork in the road before honesty.
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