“Market Prayer” and other poems by Annemarie Ní Churreáin

I am afraid
the life I dream exists.



Here in the Indian foothills,
I share a house with a man from Greece
who speaks no English perfectly,
disappears for days on a motorbike,
leaves his laundry on the low make-shift line,
grieving an absent sun.
Side by side they hang: his shirt, my summer dress
as if they know each other well
and when he returns, smelling of engine oil,
monsoon, rolled brown cigarettes,
we have no formal language,
to share our separate joy.
Drip-drip on the balcony,
a queer, white pool gathers below.
He holds at a sleeve, looks to sky.
I open my palm for signs of rain.

Market Prayer

It is the scent of hanging fruit
more than roots pulled
from lines of parallel dirt
that lingers
after all that has happened.
I touch a pyramid of lemons
and everything is new again.

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  • Edward-David Ruiz  On January 31, 2017 at 1:04 am

    A very touching story (love the images) in couplets. Ah, what poetry can do. Thanks. e/s

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