Mary Kellerman Poems

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1.
Malaise

It was a dark cold stair
With windows to the sea
And open to the Irish wind.
Drafty hallows followed me
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2.
Equinox

The year's wavering
Between these fogs and silences
That on the fields call forth the hours
Of steady council and iron hands.
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3.
Tristan

Seedlings sprung from the fields
These pines were summoned
By his defiant hand.
Held by the arid winds
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