Two Poems
Michael Naghten Shanks

The Egg Lady’s Death

She’d call on Sundays –
requesting an egg, maybe milk,
some sugar, always the egg –
never failing to comment
on how we should add a little colour
to the garden: chrysanthemum, iris, rosemary.

The sight of her bathtub
full of eggs, piled up, sucked
at our feet like Lethe’s cold water.



    See: how water pours
    from its jug, is
    greeted by the soil
    of the rubber tree,
    then runs over it asymmetrically.
    Please, close your eyes.
    Listen: wild dialogue.


    Some days all the rain stops
    when I am looking somewhere else.
    It will never rain again, I say.
    Some days I sit in the bath
    with the water running:
    the plug hangs from the tap,
    dances in the stream.
    Some days I swim across the ocean.
    Some days I don’t.

Michael Naghten Shanks is the author of two pamphlets: Year of the Ingénue (Eyewear, 2015) and The Architecture of Red Caviar Sandwiches (If a Leaf Falls Press, forthcoming). His writing has been published in 3:AM Magazine, Architecture Ireland, gorse, Poetry Ireland Review, the Quietus, and The Tangerine amongst others. Named a “Rising Generation” poet by Poetry Ireland, he was shortlisted for the inaugural Listowel Writers’ Week Irish Poem of the Year at the Irish Book Awards 2016. He lives in Dublin.



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