THE NEXT NOTE

  Wondering how to move now after such torpidity, wondering how to recognise now the trenches as we take slow steps across the battle fields of playgrounds, bus stops and aisles packed with questions of contagion carried in other people’s trollies. Wondering how to move again after such paralysis- limbs lurching as thoughts shift forward […]

I CAME TO THE CITY, PART 14; TWO ROOMS IN THE LAND OF THE FROGS

In days now distant we were back side, one-up,apartment dwellers whose viewless windowsenabled us to see more through the darknessthan the light that might have deceived us. Tambourine Therese tapped her tunes of truthsnot yet tasted, sweet tumble leaves freshly fallenfrom the trees in the apple orchard with the pinkladies and golden greens begging to […]

COLOUR ON CURT CORNERS, PART 4; CHAPEAU!

  Hats hang on hooks, headless hats, harbouring hope to be held on high like fine feathers that flit and flutter for the fervour of flattery. Ornate orange unobtrusively oscillates towards an overdue ovation. Chapeau! All Words and photographs by Damien B. Donnelly Audio version available on Soundcloud: https://soundcloud.com/damien-donnelly-2/colour-on-curt-corners-part-3-chapeau

MILES OF AISLES

DAY 27; NATIONAL POETRY WRITING MONTH #NaPoWriMo There’s a lady with a leek, on the metro, next to me, a vegetable, vegetating while she’s reading a book, and that leek, next to me, moving through the miles, like vegetables, on shopping aisles, vegetating, waiting be cut, to be cooked, killing time; twisting, stopping, starting. There’s […]