Sunday, May 24, 2015

Found in an Attic . . .

artwork: ralph murre

Found in an Attic:
World War II Letter to a Wife
by Donal Mahoney

When I get home
things will be the same.
I haven't changed.

The sling 
comes off the day
I get on the plane.

I'll be able
to cut the grass,
rake the leaves,

shovel the snow,
all the stuff I did before.
And every morning

in summer, fall,
winter and spring,
when we wake up,

I'll draw rosettes
with the tip
of my tongue

on your nipples,
await your orders to
bivouac elsewhere.

Nothing has changed.
I'm feeling fine.
We'll cleave again

~ first published in Eye on Life