William Burke, S.J. Poems

I see your face in the desert
After forty days
Hungry.
But your eyes are clear,
...

Sweet, succulent,
pleasing to the eye,
life-giving,
the flower closes
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I breathe white.
So do spruce
And Moose
And the Alaskan Highway.
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Rosy cheeks from Innisfree,
Wild Killarney locks
and Mayo smile,
I do but love you Erin Isle,
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Today I fished at Broken Bridge.
I threw a mosquito on the water
and waited for a Grayling to tear the surface
and impale itself on a steel barb.
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