Kevin Kiely
Warrenpoint, Ireland


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House Of Figs
the ‘Inbox’ lights up with ‘Bethany’ and clarions like room service
from the distant past: ‘Ride the shock waves of changes,
full circles, and settling or shaken perspectives…’
the feverish reply launched into the echoing miles of ether
To Conjure Up
I went absent leaving you for Chicago
The hotel became a hospital
I signed my committal form at reception
A Map Of Melancholy
To P.M.B.

The cut aches beneath eyelids of sky a glimpse of cherry red
Art's Festival
Across at the pub some local Michaelangelo
Has muralised you in a suit on cloud nine
A sort of Sligo in Heaven
Executed with naive lumps of paint
Breakfast With Sylvia Plath
in Café Insomnia, anaemic sunlight
traffic outside
the rain flecked picture window
Shakespeare & Co
George rules from his riverside bookshop
four storeys high along rue de la Bûcherie
Proudly claiming Walt Whitman as his ancestor—
Shelf after laden-shelf rising like wine racks in the city
The Uncrucified Buddha
He squats all gold
unpierced by nails—
head crowned by sunlight
no blood stains, no spear or vinegar
Professor-poet invited
the Mexican poet, the Indian poet and the Jamaican poet
to his house for dinner
greeting them with
When It's Over—(Old Sonnet Form)
I've lost you then or is it you've lost me
and once more on the newsfront what a mess
I did, you did go deep we both felt free
it's wiser not to damn but somehow bless
Homage To Thomas Macgreevy
Pound praised you in a letter
‘promising' typed Ezra
Not in the cast of thousands
In those necropolyptic Cantos

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