Michele Vassal Poems

Time hinged on indifference
myths patterned time
myths circling land
myths kernels of
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Lovers lovers
their empty skins
hang limp in opiate closets
pulsing between insinuations
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Dublin 75

Nineteen seventy five and
Mary worked Fitzwilliam square
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The European hornets vampirised our grapes,
leaving the deflated grains, to hang on the vine
shrivelled black corpses, where there had been
fat promises, purple and taught like bishops' bellies.
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I realise now, that the limitations were not yours
but mine. Whilst you were holding the earth
in cupped hands, the children faded into adults
the soft under-layer of laughter and padded dreams
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