Wednesday, December 2, 2009

A Dublin Moment

National Museum (14:36)

Went to see the "bog people" today.

One of them
(a hand curled softly, fingernails
trimmed and real.
legs and head were gone
lost somewhere down there -
the skin darkened from
hundreds of years feet below
mud, water, silt, mud
but the hand still is curled
waiting, as if in sleep)
made me miss you.

If it rains here, it only lasts about 15mins
then the wind shoves it elsewhere (England?)
You would love it.
Bare feet near a back door, drops of water releasing themselves from the eave above
you loved it.

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