City Poems: Belfast

Darkening! Like Some thieves' evening Friend
examining the hyphenated Cause-Of-Death,
and going No Deeper than That.
The Coroner goes home, and he is then Shot-up filled,
however Years of experience and Conditioning teach him Otherwise

in spite of the Diocese's Power
never mind it. The Bishop grips his own hands and Remembers.

Berlin…who knew or London: Babel-Language
eliminates one Kind of Barrier. There are many more, colored Either.
Lest we Identify both Sides of the "Troubles",
for only this evens either One. It is the same everywhere.
Apparently, the Guardsmen
seem oblivious: playing cards, reading Donne or Blake,
touching lightly each others' hands, discovering tell-tale Stigmata