Dónall Dempsey Poems

Love bade me welcome.

“I’ll prepare you
strawberries & cream.”
...

My mouth
traces the edge

of your clavicle
...

Here I am
nailed to this hated bed

with the bright shiny
...

I catch a 31
to Camden Town

to pick up a 253
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Dressed
only in short shorts

I struggle
...

You laugh
(that dirty laugh)

seriously swear
...

Your kiss

thrown to
the four winds
...

Oh Helen...I try
to explain why

you always
...

A certain slant of light
(in the evening)
said to me softly:
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Not knowing how to swim

I became an expert
at diving in
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