Death Is A Mirror Leaking Lightning Poem by Dónall Dempsey

Death Is A Mirror Leaking Lightning

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DEATH IS A MIRROR LEAKING LIGHTNING

Death is a mirror
leaking lightning.

Time alters to fit
around the fact.

The sunlight empties itself
of warmth

merely picks out the world
as if the effort hurt.

Time unpicks
stitch by stitch

Life's rich embroidery.

A constellation comes
to comfort me.

It hovers awkwardly
above my pain

unable to comprehend
its tiny immensity.

I have become the rabbit
staring at me from a trap

watching the world
erase itself

second by second.

Two crows
perch upon your tombstone

gossiping about how
the world comes and goes.

I throw angry words
at them.

They caw off into
an empty sky.

A marble angel & I
standing sentinel.

The marble angel
trying not to cry.

Friday, August 19, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: death
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
That last long long telephone conversation...three hours then my phone ran out and he called me back for another three hours. One of the topics was...what lightning is, and what it can do and the superstitions that grow up about it.People covered all the mirrors in their house when a person dies or because they can "catch and reflect" lightning…mirrors leak lightning. It was thought that lightning can behave like light and be reflected. Lightning of course is not light, but a raw, electrical charge. The phrase 'leak lightning' really struck me and I hadn't heart it before. As a electrician he was able to tell me in detail what lightning was and does! All the technical stuff I can no longer remember but everything said in that last telephone conversation has now taken on life of its own.
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Gajanan Mishra 19 August 2016

death is a mirror-leaking lightning, great one

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Dónall Dempsey

Dónall Dempsey

Curragh Camp, Co. Kildare, Eire.
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