John Montague

(28 February 1929-- / New York, New York)

John Montague Poems

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1. Like Dolmens Round My Childhood, The Old People. 5/18/2015
2. There Are Days 1/20/2003
3. Blessing 1/13/2003
4. The Golden Hook 1/13/2003
5. Uprooting 1/13/2003
6. No Music 1/13/2003
7. White Water 11/24/2014
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White Water

for Line McKie

The light, tarred skin
of the currach rides
and receives the current,
rolls and responds to
the harsh sea swell.

Inside the wooden ribs
a slithering frenzy; a sheen
of black-barred silver-
green and flailing mackerel:
the iridescent hoop
of a gasping sea trout.

As a fish gleams most
fiercely before it dies,
so the scales of the sea-hag
shine with a hectic
putrescent glitter:

luminous, bleached—
white water—
that light in the narrows
before a storm breaks.

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