And two more new poems.
By KEVIN McMANUS.
Everything was this Moment
The white sash window was open slightly,
it was early May.
The net curtain waltzed back and forth
like the swash and backwash of a wave,
as the early, fresh and clean Summer air
It was quiet, almost silent apart from
birdsong from the tree in the garden and
the flutter of the green leaves.
The afternoon light that shone through
the curtain landed on a spot on the brown
Everything was in harmony,
everything was this moment.
A cold wind from the lake
A raw January day,
the bitter wind coming up
from the lake would skin you.
Hands were red and torn,
cut from briar and blackthorn.
Daylight was in short supply,
as their breath hung in the
cold midwinter air.
Cursing the clock,
time to get it done,
tying the wet pallet to the post,
bridging the gap,
knotting the short, blue rope
with clumsy, stubby fingers.
As the sharp, sleety rains came down,
the watery sun was swallowed
by the woods on Johnson’s Hill.
A Pagan Place
On hallowed ground,
Where the whitethorn meets the blackthorn,
a threshold through the spiritual veil.
When you are with nature you are with the earth,
walking through a living landscape
feeling the spirit of the country,
We change in the thin places
we connect in those liminal spaces.
The veil is thin at the borderlands.
at the forest edge,
light coming through the trees,
casting upon the sacred oak,
beside flowing river water,
over rocks and boulders,
by the sea as the waves meet the shore.
A connection with those
who were rooted to the same places in the past,
to the people of the mounds,
the hill of Uisneach,
Tara, Bru na Boinne,
Rathcroghan, the cave of cats,
into the womb of the world.
The soul of the Caileach embodied
in the hallowed places.
Magic is hiding in plain sight.
Spirits move from the outer and inner worlds.
The curtain is translucent
over the three days and nights of Samhain.
To be open and receptive,
to pull deep within the grove of trees,
transcendence in the temenos.
Kevin McManus is a poet from County Leitrim in Ireland. In 2021, his poetry collection, entitled The Hawthorn Tree, was published by Lapwing Publishers, Belfast. His work has been published in a number of journals including, the Honest Ulsterman, The Madrigal, the Cormorant, the Galway Review, Dreich and An Aitiuil.