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Majella Cullinane was born and raised in Limerick. She became a New Zealand resident in 2008, and currently resides in Wellington where she teaches creative writing and English language part-time. She has previously received a Sean Dunne Young Writer's Award for Poetry, the Hennessy XO/Sunday Tribune Literary Award for Emerging Poetry and also an Irish Arts Council Award to study for an MLitt in Creative Writing at St. Andrew's University Scotland. Her poems and short stories have been published in Ireland, the UK and New Zealand. Her first collection of poetry will be published by Salmon Poetry in early 2011.

 

 

 

 

Heartbeat

 

 

                     I

 

It was Ariadne
who spun a thread to g
uide Theseus out.
I too chart your advance, watch the flutter
of your heartbeat on a spectral screen— 
the curve of you like a tiny moon
propped on the hammock of a night sky.

 

                   II

 

There might be something in it—
opening a fraction, listening to sound gather
as if through a mollusc, less the wind,
more the echo of blood pulsing in the ear,
blood catching up on itself, meshed
and criss-crossed in the furrow of our bones.

 

                   III

 

You wander the interior
veered by stroke-spell; the light blurred
and shifting as you roll and bend.

 

                   IV

 

Who would have guessed
sunlight to nudge us on—

as insistent, hear it,
           leaf-sound trickling the air.

 

 

©2010 Majella Cullinane

 

 

 

 

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