Poetry by Irish poet Michael O'Dea. (poems © Michael O’Dea, Dedalus Press, Amastra-n-Galar, Lapwing Publications)
There is no ‘one view’;
all that happens is forged differently
in every mind
and, from the same viewpoint,
all differs with turning.
Wisdom understands this,
but, lost in the tall grass of prejudice,
wisdom is an unsought capacity.