Audio: Read by the author.
After the rain, all over the island
wild irises find their throats
open into astonished song.
Fix me in a blue beam and a brown,
collie with heterochrome eyes,
where your insular masters
start to huddle before noon
on the pier of Beshitted Welcomes.
Karl O’Hanlon lives in Maynooth, Ireland. His poetry has appeared or is forthcoming in Hopkins Review, West Branch, Poetry, and PN Review. His debut chapbook is And Now They Range (Guillemot).
