What This Entire Worldspiderweb Is About... Poem by Dónall Dempsey

What This Entire Worldspiderweb Is About...



WHAT THIS ENTIRE WORLDSPIDERWEB IS ABOUT...

The day of the funeral
an intense cold.

The lions roaring
in the zoo beyond

Fluntern Cemetery.

The confluence of
the rivers he loved

obscured from view
as if forever.

The sun too
a milky misty light.

The silence of the necropolis
broken only by an old deaf man

asking all the time:
'Who...is to be...buried here? '

And when he hears, repeats:
'But who is James Joyce? '

Grave No.1449 is
meant to be temporary

but even in death
he is Ireland's outcast.

His daughter's madness flickers:
'Cet imbécile...what is he..'

Again a roar of lions.

''...doing under the ground
when will he decide to leave! '

Again the deaf man's question.

'He's watching us
all the time.'

As indeed he is.
Life but a Work in Progress.

The author leaves
his death

walks abroad
in all his words.

'bababadalgharaghtakamminarronnkonnbronntonnerronntuonnthunntrovarrhounawnskawntoohoohoordenenthurnuk'

Friday, October 7, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: literature
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Dónall Dempsey

Dónall Dempsey

Curragh Camp, Co. Kildare, Eire.
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