H  A  I  K  U     S  P  I  R  I  T
Maeve O'Sullivan






Fitting me
better than I expected
-  my mother's swimsuit

 

 

 

Late night taxi rank
a row developing
-  I grip father’s arm

 

 

 

Pink bracelet
left behind –
the sparkle of her laughter

 

 

 

Drumming to a slip jig
the cigarette ash
moving closer to his lip

 

 

 

Perched on the block
of fiddler’s resin
-  a cherry tomato

 

 

 

Grapefruit moon rises
above airport building
- seat belts snapping shut

 

 

 

Close to tears
I go instead to swim
in the Mediterranean



 

 

On my return home
a sunflower -
just like the one in the Metro

 

 

 

At the salad bar
one man, one woman
apple on the side, untouched

 

 

 

Drying the champagne glasses
I smile again
at the good news

 

 

 

I start to cry
he reaches for the tissue box
- empty

 

 

 

Airport security
a woman frisks me
undoing your hug

 

 

 

After the misunderstanding
I find the two roses
in my weekend bag

 

 

 

A congregation
of lapsed Irish Catholics
singing for Jesus

 

 

 

Applause for the dead woman
lasting
from the altar to the church door

 

 

 

Neon fish swimming
oblivious
as I cast my vote

 

 

 

Tap water falling
a sink full of ice
melting into itself

 

 

 

Late evening light
silhouette of a jogger
in the park, jogging

 

 

 

Whistling in the rain
the cyclist, too, is
whistling in the rain

 

 

 

Hare Krishna restaurant
I use the “Awareness Through Movement” leaflets
to steady the table

 

 

 

Rush hour traffic
a boy on the bus
reading “On The Road”

 

 

 

A YEAR ON THE WEIR


 

Autumn

 

 

Noises of traffic flowing
west along the road
east on the river

 

 

Low tide
fishermen wading
sunset on the lines

 

 

Preening himself
on the full moon tide –
a mallard

 

 

Waning moon
reflected in the river -
such a cold night!

 

 

Floating past
one green leaf, one brown
twigs, spittle

 

 

Autumn leaves flying
golden in the light
alighting on the river

 

 

September night
I shake out the damp sheet
-       a lone swan drifting

 

 

Winter

 

 

Ducks, geese, swans on the river
inside, he watches
wildlife on TV

 

 

Winter fog
over the river
moving with it

 

 

Waxing moon
Ringed with fog
- too cold to stay outside

 

 

Full moon's reflection
dispersed in the flow
- stillness

 

 

Waning moon                                           
in the south-east sky                                
who moved you from the west?

 

 

Spring

 

 

Sunny spring morning
Perched on a river log -
two cormorants                

 

 

Wind blowing upstream
sharing good news
- high tide

 

 

Fish surfacing here and there                           
the ripples increase -                
it's starting to rain

 

 

Through the raindrops                                      
through the rainbow                                 
- the opposite bank                          

 

 

Rain on the river                                      
two pairs of passing geese                
- his voice 

 

 

Icy wind
geese moving quietly
- spring tide

 

 

Summer

 

 

A shoal of mullet
disperses, splashing
as I turn the deck light on

 

 

Swallows
glancing the river's surface
- midsummer

 

 

The sun's eclipse
reflected, ripples
a lone duckling swims

 

 

Torrential downpour
startling me and the ducks
- a slow thunderclap

 

 

Rain easing into drizzle
two duck hens
move slowly by the island.

 

 

Summer hailstorm
on the window-ledge
an earwig escapes

 

 

Half-way up the stairs
the full moon, perfectly framed
in the square window.







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