Songs of Hunger
By Sean O'Neill
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Like great music, fine poetry has power that can infuse the soul, transform the mind, and transcend the mundane everyday experience of life with what is timeless and supreme.
Songs of Hunger is an exceptional collection of poems – rich in language, imagery, symbolism and breadth of thought, feeling, and place. Sean O’Neill is a poet of great skill and exceptional spirit. His poems take you on a quest of the soul in search of wholeness, healing, cleansing, and discovering a home for the restless heart. It is a journey of mercy and hope, love and faith in the One who paid the price that sets us free. You will find plenty here to feed and nourish both mind and spirit.
O’Neill has published five previous collections of poems. This book not only builds on the others – it soars to a new level of feeling and spirit, hope and joy.
- Don Schwager
Sean O'Neill
Sean O'Neill is an illustrator and writer living in Chicago. The creator of the Rocket Robinson graphic novel series, Sean loves history, trivia, and drawing cartoons.
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Songs of Hunger - Sean O'Neill
Turtles in Java
Dedicated to Lucy Jackson
Hope is deciduous.
For every trial there is reprieve,
as obstinate as longshore drift,
as timely as a gallows pardon.
Hope is startling.
For every sin there is forgiveness,
as chance as inheritance,
as sure as the span of day.
Hope is freely given.
For every outlaw there is love,
as offensive as bigotry,
as lasting as turtles in Java.
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One Life Only
Hunger made me.
In a pool of desire
my bones were bonded,
my living form fired
by want of life.
Clever hands coined me
by Clyde’s dark deeps,
stretching me out
into the swirling world,
reaching, tearing, longing.
Hammers taught me.
Weapons of sure order
and crystalline control
dug me deep and down
into smooth skin.
Death hugged me in.
Despairing winds shook
and raked these ribs bare.
Tears and their glinting lights
snuffed my elemental cries
Love sought me.
Pity and quarter,
out of the torpid night,
came tolling steady bells
into my dulled fractures.
Rescue met me,
mercy’s abundant stoup:
that great heart
took me up, staggered
with the wine of life.
Whispers lead me on,
blind and bound
till all has come to pass
and the glad green earth
covers my happy fault.
Air will lift me
to the blessing cup
well met in the clouds.
Hope beyond these narrows
calls to the shipwrecked, Come.
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Dew
One droplet hanging,
swaying on a leaf
let fall the twisted light,
the diamond light,
on my upturned hand,
the ragged no-man’s-land
of palm crease and cross,
of scar and fold and wrinkle,
in the piercing of the eye beam
of the trembling bead.
A lit world of plunging chaos
before the mastering voice
ordered earth, sky, water,
before there was Adam,
before Eve was born.
This is how heaven shines
with crystalline mercy
on the silence of the torn,
while the leaf turns and Zion
quivers in its healing sun.
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The Memory of Then
The break at the door,
like a votive candle
in shafts of swirling motes,
cast solid light shapes
among the boot-scuff floor
and whispered drudgery,
the cooking, the baking,
and squandered itself amid
the emptiness of a table
and a straight-backed chair.
My hobnailed mind’s eye
blundered out to the darkness
of the proximate wood,
the smooth boles still wet
with the slime of autumn
and the dripping dawn,
while the green dainties
of the plowed down
and tucked in hushed
at the hazy sun’s hand.
Now I am standing
like a dewy revenant,
feet crackled in the gravel
and sand of the lane,
watching the milky fingers
of early light’s steaming
curl over the gorse bushes
and the low shrubs and trees,
wanting to believe
in God’s green gables.
With a morning dog’s bark
the yard swells
like a cup of goodness,
clutching the curdled
glooms in the deep hollows
of the night that is dying still
in her maze of starshine
under the sinking
of the fleeing moon
falling down the thrilling air.
So, quick, out of the gate
onto the leaden shimmer
of the asphalt burrowing
through the green skin
of earth’s lush encroaching,
and on to the water pump
that drips and splashes,
drips and washes gouts
of pure, cold lifeblood
onto the speckle of the stoup.
It was a morning to die in,
a day of terrible tenderness
wrapped in the mystery
of ever advancing light.
I fell to with the ax
splitting logs in strokes
practiced on childhood
and