A seasonal poem from James

James Healy has penned another excellent poem, this time in honour of Easter. We reproduce it here by kind permission.

kilcullen easter

the lambing time
evanescent leaves
provincial poets stitching worn out rhymes
into patchwork quilted semaphores of praise
all of these
mist like matting in muddy fields
old men rejoicing in campaniles
all of these
everything that breathes is on its knees
for the coming of the lord
peace