Two Poems In Aireings Magazine
Saturday Night
I want it to be Saturday night
all week. Not a lot to ask.
That time before all the crap
hits TV and Match Of The Day.
Just then.
I want it.
I’m not asking for constant summer
just a little sunshine, metaphorically speaking,
Saturday, all week, would help.
Tom Kelly
Early Morning Mass Again
The priest marks a page
pulling the gold ribbon
that slips into place.
Lighting candles,
filling cruets,
incense smoulders, climbs: a ragged cloth,
perfuming the church,
touching Christ
on a breathless altar.
Tom Kelly
Aireings Magazine Winter 2008/2009
http://www.aireings.co.uk/Issue4/4-00CoverPage.htm

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