Urban re:passages

agus má chloiseann tú dom éisteacht leat mo thost.
Ní bheidh mé glaoch ar an bíosún.
Scaip do sciatháin iarr sé.
Ní féidir liom a shealbhú do lámh.
Ach liom a shamhlú cad a d’fhéadfadh sé gur mhaith leat.
Ba mhaith liom cabhrú leat trasna an bhóthair.
( Beatrice Jarvis)
and if you hear me you hear my silence.
I will not call the buffalo.
Spread your wings he asked.
I cannot hold your hand.
Yet I imagine what it might feel like.
I want to help you cross the road.

~ by beatricejarvis on May 24, 2014.

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