Last Supper

Our dad didn’t eat 

at my brother’s last supper, 

just watched him 

while he worked  

the bread, as if still 

on a building site 

in Tullow 

or Leighlinbridge.  

 

And in his eyes I saw the blue 

of the Eastern Air Lines logo – 

that ticket now turned bookmark: 

I’ll be waiting… 

With love, 

Yours


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