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)
Arms thrown open;
friendship it seems;
doubt it.
Too close to that face,
the full of your eyes:
a prison.
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