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Poetry by Irish poet Michael O'Dea. (poems © Michael O’Dea, Dedalus Press, Amastra-n-Galar, Lapwing Publications)

Showing posts with label from Sunfire (Dedalus Press). Show all posts
Showing posts with label from Sunfire (Dedalus Press). Show all posts
Thursday, January 3, 2019

Three Monsters.

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           Here are three monsters: Agony, a greyhound skinned; howl. Hollowness, a hen plucked;   peck. Dementia, a bundle of...
Sunday, April 8, 2018

At One End Of A Bench.

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At one end of a bench an old man wearing Winter clothes regards the fountains and Summer through melt-water irises. This m...
Monday, June 19, 2017

Passage

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         We were lovers; now I'm off and you're packed away; you folded up small. So with curving spine and arms be...
Sunday, November 8, 2015

What Does He See Where I See Only Stone?

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  What does he see where I see only stone? The man is still, his gaze fixed on the ground but that gaze compels you to look agai...
Saturday, October 17, 2015

A carefree lazy time

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Summer Orchard Evening   On an evening when apple was eating the worm, tree grating the sun with some clouds, dusty bird...
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