Tomas De Faoite Poems

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1.
Highlight

When I am back home I compress years away
into four weeks. I highlight my land
Of birth, replaying it until no one has died.
They are all still alive. And Peggy down the road
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2.
Loss

On the edge of town in the forest
There stand five tall trees
In a circle. A drudic temple
Once stood there. I go there
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