https://anchor.fm/embed/a6520d
I rose from the dead
We’d all love to rise from the dead
and snatch a second chance
from the teeth of history.
Which of you would refuse resurrection
and leave the stones in place
until the winter breaks?
My death was cold
and stank of feces
left by swallows fit to glide away.
I never knew how long my death would last
until I rose again from the jaws of a mystery made
before the stars exploded
and the universe was saved.
From Bath to Cork with baby Grace 
Patrick Stack @destaic
Replying to @Omaniblog
Nice one Paul.
You must put it on your list of poems for your reading at The Record Break in May @sineadnicsioda
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Susan @Susansailboat
Well I had a mixed reaction to this. At first it made me laugh, then it made me sad. Then calm. Nice!🌷🌷🌷
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sarrah kaliski
@sckaliski
Replying to @Omaniblog @destaic and 9 others
Paul, I adore this poem. I’ll listen to it over and over. Gripped my heart, especially the ending. Thanks for sharing it. Happy resurrection
9:27pm · 16 Apr 2017 · Twitter for iPhone
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I have to say that this is one of my favorite modern poems. And your reading of it on Anchor brought it to life even more.
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Sarrah Thank you very much. I’ll include it in the poetry reading I’m going to do soon in Ennis Co Clare
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