Donal Mahoney


Before I Sally Off - Poem by Donal Mahoney

State and Madison, Chicago.
Saturday, high noon.
Shoppers in melee.

Surrounded, I give up.
Against the curb, I see
suddenly the sea foam up

and in the distance
white birds soar and glide,
black apostrophes

cleaver split
but still tangential,
rising, falling.

Then the stoplight
flashes green and I
prepare to sally off

till I look down
and see against
the curb the great

white waters bowl
as one by one people
drop and drown.


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Poem Submitted: Sunday, November 10, 2013

Poem Edited: Monday, November 11, 2013


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