Poem
Nuala Ní Chonchúir
Sex
An older boyhis front to my back
hooked around me
His brother nearby
leaping in the shadow
of a glasshouse
Their mother blows
long on a whistle
the signal for home
He unpins me
both laugh in my face
I wobble, free
˚
You lap through
the cleated velvet
at my core
Burrowing your tongue
along milky lines
and I blossom
My arcing back
and kneading fingers
are your welcome
When you unpin me
we laugh together
I wobble, free
© Translation: 2007, Nuala Ní Chonchúir
From: Tattoo : Tatú
Publisher: Arlen House, Galway, 2007
From: Tattoo : Tatú
Publisher: Arlen House, Galway, 2007
Gnéas
Gnéas
Déagóir, a chliabhle mo dhroim
é croctha orm
Tá a dheartháir
ag léimnigh faoi
scáth tí gloine
Séideann a máthair
ar fheadóg – tá sé
in am dul abhaile
Scaoileann sé mé
deineann siad gáire,
tá mé faoi chrith, soar
˚
Bolgann tú
an veilbhit fhillte
atá ceartlár ionam
Ag tochailt do theanga
trí línte lachtacha
go mbláthaím
Is fáilte iad mo
dhroim lúbtha agus
mo mhéara a fhuineann
Nuair a scaoileann tú mé
deineann muid gáire, is
tá mé faoi chrith, saor
© 2007, Nuala Ní Chonchúir
From: Tattoo : Tatú
Publisher: Arlen House, Galway
From: Tattoo : Tatú
Publisher: Arlen House, Galway
Poems
Poems of Nuala Ní Chonchúir
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Sex
An older boyhis front to my back
hooked around me
His brother nearby
leaping in the shadow
of a glasshouse
Their mother blows
long on a whistle
the signal for home
He unpins me
both laugh in my face
I wobble, free
˚
You lap through
the cleated velvet
at my core
Burrowing your tongue
along milky lines
and I blossom
My arcing back
and kneading fingers
are your welcome
When you unpin me
we laugh together
I wobble, free
© 2007, Nuala Ní Chonchúir
From: Tattoo : Tatú
Publisher: 2007, Arlen House, Galway
From: Tattoo : Tatú
Publisher: 2007, Arlen House, Galway
Sex
An older boyhis front to my back
hooked around me
His brother nearby
leaping in the shadow
of a glasshouse
Their mother blows
long on a whistle
the signal for home
He unpins me
both laugh in my face
I wobble, free
˚
You lap through
the cleated velvet
at my core
Burrowing your tongue
along milky lines
and I blossom
My arcing back
and kneading fingers
are your welcome
When you unpin me
we laugh together
I wobble, free
© 2007, Nuala Ní Chonchúir
From: Tattoo : Tatú
Publisher: 2007, Arlen House, Galway
From: Tattoo : Tatú
Publisher: 2007, Arlen House, Galway
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