The River Took Me, and: Mary Byrne
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The River Took Me
Once, in a sodden flaggered fieldbeside the river,the current took me;not a canoe but a trout,a water's flint smoothed by its flow,a ripple's almond.
All sleekness and fluidity,all instinct;a lidless eye running,seeing and discarding,gorged on movement,passing all argument. [End Page 156]
Mary Byrne
Old Mary Byrne posed for the cameraholding a photographof herself taken years ago.
Two faces:the first a plateembellished for display;
the seconda pattern of neolithic swirlsengraved into stone
—a life carved into its face—two dangling earrings:two broken chains. [End Page 157]
Michael O'Dea
Michael O'Dea lives in Dublin. His collections of poetry are Sunfire (Dedalus P), Turn Your Head (Dedalus P), and Felos ainda serra (Amastra-N-Galar).
