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ALAN GARVEY

 

 

 

Born Dublin, 1975, Garvey has three collections of poetry published.  He was awarded a MA in Creative Writing from The Poets' House at WIT, and his work has featured in various magazines and anthologies.

 

 

 

 

2rd prize in Gregory O'Donoghue International Poetry Competition 2017

Tara's Thong

 

              is no more than a square inch

of space of which my eyes can trace

the outline, hidden beneath a stretch

of spandex across her thighs and bum.

My attention has clung to that delta

yawning at the small of her back

on evenings when I’ve sweated

and strained, felt my movements

those of a failing hack’s injustice

to his own body, aping her thrusts.

Her knees, left then right, push

up and into the snug of her bust –

it’s like she’s scaling the heights

of our bed, handholds in sheets.

At moments like these I would be

rock, and she climbing all over

my face. She could leave imprints

of shoes, cling to me with her knees,

dig in with her fingers and bruise

and I would feel each tightening

muscle, every tender press of flesh

and not-so-gentle knuckle a point

of punctuation in a wordless conversation.

She could monologue me a poem.

I won’t put words into her mouth, claim

to give her voice or see from behind her eyes

for as every poet knows they would be lies.

No. I want her easy, lazy mature, meandering

her inevitable channel to me, and that delta

I wrote of, I want it to open wide and swallow.

Between us in sweat we could make the sea.

 

 

 

©2017 Alan Garvey

 

 

Author Links

 

'Gathering Dust' in The Irish Examiner

'Wish you were Here' at Adam Rudden's website

'Exquisite Cadaver' at Illuminated Poetry Ireland

 

 

 

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