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Poetry by Patricia Walsh

Patricia Walsh
PAINT STRIPPER

This corrosion, for better bearing, ended,
stench of solvent above the flower box
flavours distended, unwatered, to demise.

I once feared being pounced on,.
people doing other than eating. 
Minding their business, chatting to content.

Esoteric art hangs on the wall.
Selling for an orchestra, singing well,
enjoying the radio mumbling overhead.

Looking out on the cycle path, saying prayers
against the river's deluge, a fractured coursing
still only in one direction, catching fire.

The sun dances on various monuments,
sinking drinks al fresco, eating ad nauseum,
memoirs of the stony dead staying regardless.

Sweet wild flowers inhabit the tables,
scent bred out for better bearing
allergens eaten to hold for dear life.

A portmanteau life, an ersatz existence,
eat and somehow leave, bereft of information
imparted, sightseeing for dear life.


Patricia Walsh was born and raised in the parish of Mourneabbey, Co Cork, Ireland.  To date, she has published one novel, titled The Quest for Lost Eire, in 2014, and has published one collection of poetry, titled Continuity Errors, with Lapwing Publications in 2010. She has since been published in a variety of print and online journals across Ireland, The UK, USA, and Canada.  She has also published another novel, In The Days of Ford Cortina, in August 2021.

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