The Peanuts & The Diviner Poem by Dónall Dempsey

THE PEANUTS & THE DIVINER

In Sex Ed.,
she tells me

that

(as we slowly colour it
in)

“The man’s...thing...is called...”

“The Peanuts! ”

She smiles(so
pleased with her self)
for remembering.

I don’t correct her
(she’s on a roll now)
I go...with her flow.

And following swiftly
on from...that:

“The woman’s thing...is called..? ”

“Yes...yes! ”

(Yes, it’s her again!)

thrilled that...she knows!

“The Diviner! ”

I’m almost weak with laughter.
and for the week & the week after

they too
become for me:

the Peanuts! & the Diviner!