The Woodpile

i’m chopping wood
and in the middle of the chore
i’m thinking about you.
mind it travels during the menial tasks
and solves math problems
sentences that won’t work in a story.
there is no half ass reversal of the sexes
the swing of the axe – is the swing of the axe.
but the thought of sex
comes to mind
the idea of love vs. hard work
and I suppose
hard work vs. good effort.
are worth the effort
and that’s a separate matter from hard

the woodpile is finished now
i sling the shirt over my bare shoulder
know that supper is bubbling on the stove
and that you will need a few cords to keep the
keep the fireplace going

but not the home fires.

and the summer cabin smells good
it smells simple
and of pine and some left over cedar
sparking safely behind iron doors.
smile as i enter the cabin shadow
back lit by a 5pm sun bouncing off the lake.

which one of us has the shirt off?
which one has been cooking supper?

it doesn’t matter.

we are one….
and that takes only effort
a desire
to be more than we are
beyond the everything
which we began
on our own….


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, where in the past year he has written over 100 poems and created a cross over page on where he gives a story behind each of the pieces written. View all posts by Crazy Irishman

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