Tim Dwyer

After the Election

Tim Dwyer

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                                              November 2016

In recent days

my mind has been singing

The West Awake.

In the Connecticut Hills,

remains of abandoned homesteads.

After the night rain,

the road has a hush sound,

wind has blown the clouds away.

Houses I never noticed-

did I take a different road today?

Bare trees let in the light.

Tim Dwyer

Tim Dwyer’s recent chapbook is: Smithy Of Our Longing: Poems From The Irish Diaspora (Lapwing Publications, 2015)His poems have appeared in journals including Boyne Berries, Cyphers, Southword, The Stinging Fly and Stony Thursday Book. He was a featured poet at the Galway St. Patrick’s Festival. His parents were from East Galway and he currently lives in Stamford, Connecticut.

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