It all started from a murmur
And faded in a picture.
Nothing could be saved by
A kiss that’s lost in cold.
Thought the hours would flash back
The earth would pause a moment
The starlights would go bleak
When you summoned all my souls
It didn’t snow that winter
I lost all the salt-white clues
You opened like the vowels of
The darkness in my throat
You reflected each Ireland
Without Ulysses and fiddles
Waves crashing on the Moher
The bird you breathed out floating upon
This land of mirror sinking in the ocean
Of the purest black water
The black’s a new kind of snow
You froze the townland on fire
Letting blackish green seal reds
Then you put a spell on the sleepers
That used to run like rats
You brought springs at wartime
Brought my blood flowing all night
Rosemary, gentian and thyme
All alone you were roaming
In the lost field of mine
Got nothing to lose
But this cold spring I was to find
My orbit’s made ice-blue
At sunset, you multiplied
