From the Cathedral Building
by Neil McCarthy
If I could see through your eyes the city
from the roof of the Cathedral Building,
hear the wind through the nearby arms of a crane
as I run cotton-moss between my fingers,
I, too, would smile and watch the tops of
people’s heads and wonder what they are thinking.
This is a poem you have already written.
These lines shadow you daily down Father Griffin
Road and across Wolfe Tone Bridge. And I am
writing to you now, wondering which symbol, if any,
you could remember me by: as hallowed sunshine,
cloud, or rain like fingerprints on the river
Neil McCarthy is an Irish poet from Cork now living in Los Angeles. He is the author of three chapbooks of poetry, with many poems appearing in journals such as The New York Quarterly, The SHOp, Magma, and Popshot to name a few. He is a regular performer and can be found at www.neilmccarthypoetry.com and on twitter @NeilFMcCarthy