Dónall Dempsey

Veteran Poet - 1,546 Points (15/07/56 / Curragh Camp, Co. Kildare, Eire.)

Endlessly Rocking - Poem by Dónall Dempsey

She treasures
the book.

It never leaves
her hands

leather bound

sweet & soft
as suede

She caresses

it
& it

caresses her

her fingertips
trace

the gold
embossed letters

LEAVES OF GRASS

she can’t
read

but has memorised

each line
each page
each word

knows how
& where

it all goes

learnt
by heart

amazing all the illiterate ears
that hear her

she amasses
all the voices

of anyone who ever
read it to her

as I read it
to her now

this
the gift

of a long ago love
(now long dead)

who read it
to her first

a young woman
madly in love

unschooled in words
and flesh

being touched
with a passion

a naked
desire for words

being read to
by her first and only love

the words live
inside her


undaunted by old age


she sings
of her self

her lips
follow mine

line after line

and when I stop
she...

...continues on
and then

waits for my voice
to catch up

I follow after her
stumbling through the years

She strokes
the inscription

as if it were a person

kisses the letters
as if they were the lips
that first read to her

TO MY DEAREST EMILY
LOVE ALWAYS JOHN
1933.

“John...John...John! ”


Comments about Endlessly Rocking by Dónall Dempsey

  • (1/26/2008 12:16:00 PM)

    Oh this is so beautiful and touching. This is a thing of beauty and a joy for ever! I so much love love it. See...ya got me talking double!

    love to a darling darling Donall Donall
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  • (1/24/2008 3:10:00 PM)

    Powerfully romantic, emotionally rich, I love the reference to Leaves of Grass, such a classic love gift, and I like the word rocking in the title, but that's just because I like the word, it always makes me think of sex and babies.

    Peace,


    L&T
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  • (1/23/2008 9:50:00 AM)

    This is one of the most perfect love poems I have ever read. The tenderness of her touch on the letters and texture of the book, the memorisation of every word, her very 'song of herself, ' all come together to bring perfection to a love long passed, yet forever here. Lucky the woman who finds this kind of love once in a lifetime. (Report)Reply

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Poem Submitted: Monday, January 21, 2008

Poem Edited: Thursday, May 29, 2008


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