in the darkness there is light

we’ve been there,
laying
in bed with the tiny particle stars
all around us
the stream coming under the window

or

the middle of the day
with
the hydro out
with
the weather ugly
and yet –
thin streams past the shadows
which find the
window into the room
making us fear the oncoming
night a little less.

lanterns
which we prepare on the old
kitchen table
matches dug out of the cupboard
or
drawer.

the old kitchen table
was your mothers,
the old lantern
was your grandfathers,
the
bedroom
was built by you-
surrounding outer walls of a house
for a family
which grew into adulthood
and wonder why you talk about
home as if it were in
the past.

tonight

a phone call
or a
text msg
an
email or a
mail
boxed letter –

child asking,
‘are you alright in this weather?’
and in the moment you understand
they
are calling as though they were 10
years old again
knocking on your bedroom door
afraid of the darkness
and needing just that fine particle
of light
which only you can provide.

they call too
now as
adult(s), making sure-
watching the rain,
that you are not in need of anything.
offering or returning
those layers of light kept in the
vault from years ago
when, outside the bedroom
window,
something tapped in the darkness
and woke them from the security
of a bunk-bed womb.

in the exchange
the
weather moves along
night breaks back into day
the afternoon
remembers the morning
and the kitchen table stands on
four legs, the
way it always does.

life is simple outside of our own minds
and one day rolls into the next

but the light

the thin stream of particle stars,
take us beyond what secures us,
reminds us of what we
can’t take with us-
and ground
us
between
two generations
both wanting
the
security
which can only come
from
family.

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About Crazy Irishman

Touted as a working man's poet, Martin Durkin has been writing professionally for the last 12 years. He has appeared in over twenty anthologies across North America, including, "And left a place to stand on", a collection of poems and essays about the late great Al Purdy. Durkin has also published two collections of poetry, "Hypnotic Childhood", and "The Sound of Quish". Over the past 4 years, Durkin has been on hiatus for the most part but has recently come back to the poetry scene creating a poetry site called crazyirishman.wordpress.com, where in the past year he has written over 100 poems and created a cross over page on https://www.facebook.com/crazyirishmanpoetry where he gives a story behind each of the pieces written. View all posts by Crazy Irishman

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