Prior To Conception
Prior to Conception
As if stunned by July in a hammock
I wait for my apricot wife
One curler more and the flutter
of leaves in the orchard
the sound of trees
letting go
a downpour
of plums still bouncing
around in the wicker
propped open below
Donal Mahoney
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