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A Lenten Dirge

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A Lenten Dirge

A Lenten Dirge

Ash Wednesday I saw Quinn again,
first time in years, sailing the streets,
weaving through people,
his collar up, his head cocked, his arms
like telephone poles sunk
in the pockets of his overcoat,
the brilliant pennants of his long red hair
waving over the stadium
where years ago he took my handoff,
bucked off guard, broke two tackles,
found the free field and heaved
like a bison into the end zone.
Today, when Quinn wove by me muttering,
I should have handed him the ball
and yelled, “Go, Quinn, go!”
With the crowd on its feet,
he'd stiff-arm the lamppost,
take the free field in stride,
leave all in his wake to gawk
till he hit the end zone
and circled the goal posts,
whooping and laughing,
flinging the ball like a spear
over the cross-bar, into Iraq.

Donal Mahoney

published in print at
The National Catholic Reporter 
115 E. Armour Blvd.
Kansas City, MO 64111-1203
March 6, 2009

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  1. Date: 4/23/2010 9:16:00 PM
    A fine recollection

  1. Date: 4/23/2010 6:22:00 PM
    different write--enjoyed

  1. Date: 4/23/2010 3:50:00 PM
    Very intriguing imagery in this poem. The last line is a mystery to me. Chris.

  1. Date: 4/23/2010 3:03:00 PM
    Interesting write about your friend..Glad that you shared the piece that you have been honored by having in print..Keep the creative pen flowing.Sara