Seamus Hogan

Rookie - 7 Points (Ireland)

Near Doneraile - Poem by Seamus Hogan

Chisels of rain
Prise light into seven arches
On a gossamer anvil.

Last week's snow from Ballyhoura
Swells the old Awbeg
With its childhood.

The cock snaps shut his beak
Just in time, preventing the cock-a-doodle
From toppling him over.

This last Monday before New Year
Neither courage nor terror necessary
To ascend the alarm clock rungs.

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, March 30, 2008



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