SONNET FOR MY WIFE AT 08.15

by CIARAN O'DRISCOLL

SONNET FOR MY WIFE AT EIGHT-FIFTEEN

Laden with desk diary, handbag, lunch pack,
raincoat, umbrella, an extra pullover,
my wife is going out the door to work
on a windy morning in late October.
I watch and recommend myself to take
this snap of eight-fifteen across her years
of nine-to-five: the way she bends to put
the key in the ignition, settles herself,
then takes a moment to survey the street.
The engine stirs and she who is my life-
companion, my momentous one, who grows
with the advancing days more weather-proof,
has driven off and left a parking space,
a jackdaw preening on the opposite roof.

From: 
CIARAN O'DRISCOLL




ABOUT THE POET ~
Six collections of poetry, latest 'Life Monitor' (2009), Member of Aosdána, Winner of Patrick and Katherine Kavanagh Fellowship, Author of the novel 'A Year's Midnight' (2012), His memoir is 'A Runner Among Falling Leaves' (2001), His poem 'Please Hold' is set text for A Level English Lit, He lives in Limerick, Republic of Ireland


Last updated November 27, 2015