Smithereens Press Chapbooks The Sea Path by Ciarán O'Rourke | Page 20

at the edge of vision:
in the slum, in the mud,
on the stricken hills,
in the book of laughter,
in the nameless streets,
in the fists
of language lifting
with the stars and sun,
in the flickered flame.
Say poetry,
and the voices
of the sick
might rise tomorrow,
the faces of the earth
might smile.

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