New Jacket. (For Damaris) Poem by Seamus Hogan

New Jacket. (For Damaris)

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That dead tree that I'm about to cut,
proud with its crow bounty.
A few sheep mushroomed
fly scarved cattle fields
down the road,
you.
In the wardrobe
a new jacket
waiting to be worn old.
This winter
whatever the weather
I shouldn't be cold.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Carol Shaw 16 February 2005

This is a lovely poem, well done. Carol

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