Poem for Anthony For we must change Into a single testament, Bone Must cry with harsher tongue To school new ways Of Tenderness
A woman bent by wisdom to the pavement Turning her limbs to wings of ancient glass
And through a melting mirror One first face So full of death Death cannot be repeated
Nor life deny It’s children in the grave .
Michael O Sullivan 1995.
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Poem for Anthony
For we must change
Into a single testament, Bone
Must cry with harsher tongue
To school new ways
Of Tenderness
A woman bent by wisdom to the pavement
Turning her limbs to wings of ancient glass
And through a melting mirror
One first face
So full of death
Death cannot be repeated
Nor life deny
It’s children in the grave .
Michael O Sullivan
1995.