Paula Meehan Flashcards
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My mother would..
..spare me sixpence
Hurry up now and..
don’t be talking to strange men on the way
On the stairs where..
..the bulb had blown
the winkles would be..
..wet ad glisten like little night skies themselves
I’d hold..
..the tanner tight
I’d wave..
up to women at sills or those lingering in doorways
When the bar doors..
..swung open they’d leak the smell of men together with drink
The sweetest..
..extra winkle that brought the sea to me
bulging fat with winkles..
..proudly home like torches
The sting of her hand..
..across my face in one of our wars when we had grown bitter and apart
We might have made a new start..
..as women without tags like mother, wife, sister, daughter
the flat to us,..
..her brood banished to the bedroom
Did her mirror..
..tell what mine tells me?
knowing..
..history has brought her to her knees
in ice cold water..
..he scrubbed every spick of lipstick and mascara off my face
We’d grow solemn as planets..
in an intricate orbit about her
To me it..
..spelt poverty the stigma of the second hand.
it would carry me..
..to Zanzibar, Bombay, the Land of the Ethiops
The world beyond her..
..already a dream, already lost. She’s eight months pregnant. Her last child.
The favoured sensible shades..
..I dreamt a robe of colour so pure it became a word
If I swam like a kite too high..
..she’d reel me firmly home, she’d land me at her knees