Dublin Girl, by pd lyons


 

Dublin Girl

in a doorway
pale hands search
the rain for softness

who has never touched the world
with little fingers,
who has never longed to never leave,

she is always there somewhere

The sea
The gulls
The Liffey
Joyce
And the ship in the window on Berkeley road
Still
Claim
Her

.

Bagdad Dove

there is a Dublin of which i am in love with. it is a culmination of miles of wanderings and the songs and poetry my father brought to my life. Even before I ever got there it had taken root in my heart.  – She is always there somewhere.

 

 

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