Donal Mahoney


Frantz In Port-Au-Prince - Poem by Donal Mahoney

You still wonder who Frantz was
besides the voodoo priest
you met in Port-au-Prince

now that you have shards
everywhere in your body
and the doctor has

no idea what they are.
Lab results say metal
found in Haiti only.

He asks did you go there?
You say years ago to study
voodoo for your degree

and met Frantz the priest
who helped you do
your research taking

you to incantations
then asking you to stay
but you said no and he

wrote letters to the school
disparaging your dissertation.
Now he chants in creole

on your phone every Easter.
Authorities can’t find the man.
Google says he died years ago

Topic(s) of this poem: surrealism , voodoo


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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, September 8, 2015

Poem Edited: Wednesday, September 9, 2015


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