Donal Mahoney Poems

You still wonder who Frantz was
besides the voodoo priest
you met in Port-au-Prince
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Willy’s old.
Still a con man
but bewildered now.
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You can learn a lot
mushroom hunting
with a gnome.
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Despite the digital holocaust
of computers and cell phones,

Newberry Library remains
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We often fall short,
say the dwarfs.
It’s the way we are.
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It started with a smirk
she managed to arrest.
It returned seconds later
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The older he gets
the darker the bedroom
and the brighter the light
streaming under the door
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Better a nation
have a demagogue
step into the sun
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Phil doesn’t go to church
but after midnight he enjoys
watching preachers on TV
swing their bibles in the air,
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Some say none.
Others say one.
Some say three
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