Donal Mahoney Poems

Sometimes it helps to learn
a relative has died
a close relative you haven't
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There’s this canyon
between two cliffs
and Tim Boyd has a foot
planted on each cliff.
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Infinite feints
for a lane
to go driving.
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Brilliant
May morning.

Upstairs
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When she arrives in sunlight,
orchid ribbons flowing in her hair,
an orchid dress rising,
she finds the rest of us
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He's getting older
but has a life,
checks his emails,
loves his wife,
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As the snow swirls around them,
one old man in a wheelchair
uses sign language to tell
another old man standing
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When Danny Murphy was in kindergarten, just about every Saturday afternoon in autumn, he would go down to the basement and listen to the Notre Dame game with his father. That was back in the 1940s when Notre Dame had great teams. Few teams beat Notre Dame back then.

'How come Notre Dame wins all the time, Dad, ' little Danny would ask his father.
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Dead these many years,
Dad's still there for me
every day, pointing
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The Alumni News
arrives by email now,
no longer in a
proper envelope.
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