Dónall Dempsey Poems

Naked
as a statue

you stand
...

I watch you
sleeping in the mirror

& touch
...

I step into
the old photograph

& again
...

Twisted crooked man
little as a leprechaun

tin whistle
...

Remember racing
to the top of that hill

as we seemed to climb
...

Time
looking tense

puts us
...

We lie together
head to head

dreams wander
...

Blind
from birth

the Present
...

Two plastic bags
obviously tipsy

too much wind
...

KONG FANG

Wawa
lan maomaoyu
...