Seamus Hogan

Rookie - 7 Points (Ireland)

Damascus - Poem by Seamus Hogan

Perhaps it's a little consolation that the village
Lays a carpet of whispers as you are led into
Church on Sundays. That they look towards your pew
at an angle and grab a glimpse of their lives
In the blankness as though it were a mirror.
When you hear those prayers for the sick through
The nave of the priest's hands, who do you see?
Or hear? Last winter's ice underfoot
On the way to the cowhouse, or some October's
Apple falling. Which will not splinter or fall
Through your eyes again.

Once, thinking you were alone, you shuddered.
Then, like transparent fruit, two tears were shook
Free from your pain's branch. A sob, too much
In your hands already, shattered the silence
And cracks raced to my shore of vision
Exposing a torrent of helplessness.
Sometimes when I chase a last pea around the plate
Or say 'That girl is really pretty'
I feel as if I've opened a letter
That isn't for me.

Comments about Damascus by Seamus Hogan

  • Craig Anderson (10/6/2011 8:40:00 AM)

    Beautiful piece Seamus. Saw you on youtube looked you up. Will be looking for more.
    Peace and regards.

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  • (3/3/2006 2:39:00 PM)

    Heard this Poem yesterday and had to look it up. It was beautifully read and a fitting tribute to an amazing woman. It was good to get a chance to read it here again today. (Report)Reply

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  • (5/15/2005 4:56:00 PM)

    Excellent, Seamus. If Maureen can read this she will be moved and instead of the shudder producing tears it will bring a smile. So much packed in here. I love 'Some October's apple falling' such a rich phrase plump with redolence -and that word 'some' imbues it with an echoing quality which places it in a time removed yet recollected. I think this may be the best I've read on here since joining last week. A memorable read which I have saved to read over.


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Poem Submitted: Friday, March 18, 2005

Poem Edited: Saturday, May 1, 2010

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