BOOKENDS; YOU MUST FINISH WRITING THE STORY BEFORE YOU CAN PUT A COVER ON THE BOOK

 

So many sunsets.
I kissed you goodbye but forever never followed,
I thought us broken but we were just bookends
looking for a final story to stack between the regard
and the lack of regret.

I kissed you again, later, after leaving, after returning
but before going, again, and the water stopped.

I caught our reflection for a moment, in all that stillness,
in all we had held of each other but then I blinked
or you rippled

and, all at once, we were done.

   

All words and photographs by Damien B Donnelly.

This month is about reflections. I moved to Paris, the first time, when I was 22 and stayed for 2 years and then circled back around to this city of shadow and light again at 40. This year will be the final chapter as I pack up the boxes and consider Ireland as home again after 23 years. Who knows if there will be another story to tell of us one day…

13 thoughts on “BOOKENDS; YOU MUST FINISH WRITING THE STORY BEFORE YOU CAN PUT A COVER ON THE BOOK

      1. deuxiemepeau

        You have been the best one so I hope this quieter period is not for too long and not too worrying. Sending you love hugs courage and joyful wishes 😘🤗

      2. Jane Dougherty

        Thank you for everything 🙂 Of all the people I’ve (sort of) got to know through blogging, there are only a few I can imagine spending real time in real life with. Not having to be polite, smiling and being complimentary all the time. The kind of people you can have good craic (does anyone still say that?) with. You, you probably guessed, are one of the mighty handful. Take care of yourself 🙂

      3. deuxiemepeau

        Well we met first on WordPress when I was in Amsterdam, had that most amazing month of Yeats together when I was in Paris so it feels only fair that we should prolong this story into Dublin and Galway. You’ve been a champion of both pen and praise, encouragement and critique and my wordpress journey has been all the more interesting because of you. But enough of the praise! Go write some more bloody brilliant poetry and they do indeed still say good craic! And if not then we will!! 🤗😘

      4. Jane Dougherty

        If I was the kind of person who went on holidays, I’d be over there in a flash and we’d get thrown out of every pub in Dublin and Galway. I wasn’t born there but I was conceived in Galway (so my mother told me and she should know) so it’s about time I made it home 🙂 One day.

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