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Poem by Donal Mahoney – Insufferable March 19, 2017

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Insufferable

Someone smart 
told me yesterday
you never really 

know the meaning 
of a word until
you meet

someone or
something 
that fits the word

perfectly and then 
the word becomes
a catamount leaping

into your mind.
I didn’t agree
until yesterday

when I met you.
Odds are you feel
the same way too.

One of many nominated for Best of the Net and Pushcart prizes, Donal Mahoney has had poetry and fiction appear in various publications in North America, Europe, Asia and Africa. Some of his work can be found at http://eyeonlifemag.com/the-poetry-locksmith/donal-mahoney-poet.html

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Poem – Letter to an Estranged Middle-Aged Son by Donal Mahoney December 9, 2016

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Letter to an Estranged Middle-Aged Son
by
Donal Mahoney

The older I get the more I realize
the importance of getting things done
before your mother announces another

assignment to roust me from my hammock.
As you know I’ve never been much
around the house, my skills limited to

raking leaves and shoveling snow,
menial tasks I haven’t missed in years.
Probably not since you lived here.

Your mother, of course, grew up on a farm
and has always liked getting things done.
But she’s getting older too. In fact,

she recently had a big operation
and I’ve pitched in beyond my skill set
despite new stents and a pacemaker.

But even though we just put away
the walker, cane and wheelchair,
all three are on alert so I believe

it’s best to let you know that
one of these days the one who’s left
will ring you up and let you know.

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BIO: 

One of many nominated for Best of the Net and Pushcart prizes, Donal Mahoney has had poetry and fiction appear in various publications in North America, Europe, Asia and Africa. Some of his work can be found at http://eyeonlifemag.com/the-poetry-locksmith/donal-mahoney-poet.html

Poem by Donal Mahoney – Baton Rouge, St. Paul, Dallas August 13, 2016

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Years ago Rodney King,
after his beating in LA,
softly asked America,

“People, can we all just
get along? Can we stop
making it horrible for
older folks and kids?”

Not yet, Rodney.
But rest in peace.
We will try again.

BIO:

Donal Mahoney lives in St. Louis, Missouri. Some of his earliest work can be found at http://booksonblog12.blogspot.com/ and some of his newer work at Eye On Life Magazine.

Poem by Donal Mahoney – Black Butterfly June 8, 2016

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Black Butterfly

There never was
anyone like Ali
between the ropes
or facing the public.

In the ring and out
we saw a man
float like a butterfly,
sting like a bee.

He was to boxing
what Astaire
was to dancing,
what Sinatra was
to singing.
A nonpareil.

But no one stopped
Fred from dancing
or Frank from singing
because of a war
Ali and many
never understood.

 

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BIO

 Donal Mahoney lives in St. Louis, Missouri. Some of his earliest work can be found at http://booksonblog12.blogspot.com/ and some of his newer work at Eye On Life Magazine.

 
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Poem-Funeral for the Last Parent by Donal Mahoney April 5, 2016

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Funeral for the Last Parent
   by Donal Mahoney

They were never one
always two
yet they had five,
adults themselves now,
bowling pins today
upright in the front pew,
wondering still
after all these years
why the two
were never one.

It’s not a story
the two would tell
even if they could.
They were galaxies apart.
They had no answer
yet they still had five,
adults themselves now
who can celebrate
they’re here at all,
bowling pins today
upright in the front pew.

No need to wonder why
the two who loved them
were never one.
It’s not a story
the two would tell
even if they could.
They’re galaxies away.

 

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Bio:

Nominated for Best of the Net and Pushcart prizes, Donal Mahoney has had poetry and fiction published in North America, Europe, Asia and Africa. Some of his work can be found at  http://eyeonlifemag.com/the-poetry-locksmith/donal-mahoney-poet.html

Poem -Tenement Scene, Havana, 1962 by Donal Mahoney December 27, 2015

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Tenement Scene, Havana, 1962

 Woman in a window
brushing long hair madly
screams at a little boy

down in the street
licking an ice cream cone
some man gave him

some man she doesn’t know
not the man she’s
brushing her hair for

who doesn’t show up.
The man with the ice cream
may have to do.

BIO:

Donal Mahoney, a native of Chicago, lives in St. Louis, Missouri. His fiction and poetry have appeared in various publications, including The Wisconsin Review, The Kansas Quarterly, The South Carolina Review, The Christian Science Monitor, The Chicago Tribune and  Commonweal.  Some of his work can be found at http://eyeonlifemag.com/the-poetry-locksmith/donal-mahoney-poet.html#sthash.OSYzpgmQ.dpbs=

Poem- Sally in the Alley and Joanie in the Weeds by Donal Mahoney October 10, 2015

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Sally in the Alley and Joanie in the Weeds
by Donal Mahoney

Sarah makes sandwiches all day, 
piling meat and trimmings high
on pillowy bread she spreads  
 
apart before her customers’ eyes.
Hardworking men love her sandwiches  
and sometimes date her after work 
 
but none so far has mentioned marriage.
This confuses Sarah who’s as open
as her bread in satisfying men.
 
That’s not too wise, says Ethel,
a granny clone Sarah chats with
after lunch-hour rush.
 
Ethel says when she was Sarah’s age
women demanded a wedding first,
except for two legends she remembers:
 
Sally in the Alley and Joanie in the Weeds
were consumed by many men, Ethel says,
then tossed aside like sandwich wrappers.
BIO:
Nominated for Best of the Net and Pushcart prizes, Donal Mahoney has had poetry and fiction published in North America, Europe, Asia and Africa. Some of his earliest work can be found at http://booksonblog12.blogspot.com/
 

Poem – Unplanned Parenthood by Donal Mahoney April 25, 2015

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      Unplanned Parenthood

 
There’s nothing else to say.
The problem won’t go away.
 
It will palpitate until
the death of one of them
 
as with a fetus 
taken from a woman
 
who needs a little rest
before she puts her makeup on
 
and takes the bus back to work.
The woman needs the money.
 
Discussing why this happened
won’t pay her rent.
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Bio:
Donal Mahoney lives in St. Louis, Missouri. He writes poetry and fiction. Some of his earliest work can be found ahttp://booksonblog12.blogspot.com

Poem – Thoughts While Waiting in the ER by Donal Mahoney March 19, 2015

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 Thoughts While Waiting in the ER

 

You thought you knew her.
She thought she knew you.

Neither was true
but this happens at times

at Happy Hour on Fridays
after a long week of work.

The rapport was strong.
Amazing, you thought.

She might be someone
you’d see more than once.

She had a nice apartment
or maybe it was a condo

a big double bed
with a canopy yet.

You slept soundly until
the key in the door

and from the other pillow
you heard a whisper,

“He’s not expected
until late next week.”

 
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Bio:

Donal Mahoney, a native of Chicago, lives now in St. Louis, Missouri. His biggest influence were his Irish parents who emigrated to America, his mother voluntarily and his father under duress by the British government following his imprisonment in Ireland for being a member of the Irish Republican Army. They told his father to leave Ireland if he wanted to be released from Spike Island, the “Guantanamo” of that era, where the British kept Irish prisoners. Donal’s essay dealing with that appeared in The Philadelphia Review at http://philareview.com/2012/07/25/meeting-dad-again/

Donal has worked as an editor for The Chicago Sun-Times, Loyola University Press and Washington University in St. Louis. He has had fiction and poetry published in various print and online publications, including The Wisconsin Review, The Kansas Quarterly, The South Carolina Review, The Christian Science Monitor, The Beloit Poetry Journal, Commonweal, The Galway Review (Ireland), The Osprey Journal (Wales), Public Republic (Bulgaria), Revival (Ireland), The Istanbul Literary Review (Turkey) and other magazines. 

He admires the work of Seamus Heaney, T. S. Eliot. William Faulkner and J.D. Salinger. He read Salinger’s Catcher in the Rye as an undergraduate and forgot about going to law school and instead went on to do graduate work in English. He stopped after the master’s degree after the head of the English department told him he should write criticism instead of poetry. Nothing wrong with critics but someone has to provide them with the carrion the critics need to eat.