Woman Waiting For the Dublin Bus
Woman Waiting For The Dublin Bus
waiting for the Dublin bus
lonely traveller on the
village bench
with alabaster legs in lazy form
and she, occasionally furious
before brushing
invisible nuisance
from soft aching knees
the traveller will look down
the quiet street,
where asphalt and anxiety
gather
where ambivalent wind passes by
before chicaning around
a beech tree
there,
where paper bags dance
on invisible string.
she watches a dog ticking
brightly along,
kissing the road as if in servitude
as some mother
searches for her child
and all before a bus comes
to take her
quietly away
Copyright © Declan Molloy | Year Posted 2016
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