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1981-04-11

Saturday, April 11th, 1981

I hope this life sustains Rose.
This one of coming and going
this love for a week and then
wait for two.

I think of Chris and I’m always
amazed at my thoughts
small person with eyes
of such potential and trust

Loving Danny grew on me
like the ivy that overcame the church
but Chris has been a storm
ever since Rose and I gave him his life.

I hope she holds on
all my life, or hers.
Its the only feeling I have
that runs deeper
than the joy of living
and its pleasures
amen.

I’ve been so reckless with it
and I’ve been so lucky.

gallagher
11 apr 1981
Vancouver, B.C.

— Copyright 1965-2008 by Dennis Gallagher —

1981-04-11

Saturday, April 11th, 1981

I find no contradiction
in loving women and loving Rose
but I’m not sure I could ever
explain it to her though I’ve tried.
I’ve pressed her flesh and held her eyes
amid the months and names
the love and the pain.
Someplace deep
I always hope I’ve convinced her
but I know the changing seasons
of her faith too well.

gallagher
11 Apr 1981
Vancouver, B.C.

— Copyright 1965-2008 by Dennis Gallagher —

1981-10-08

Thursday, October 8th, 1981

Sometimes late at night, I sit up and wonder…
scenes of Rose and our houses … Danny’s growing
and all my unrest in the midst of plenty
flow by.

I think, these times, that I can almost grasp
what it was that made my mother an alcoholic.
When I look at my picked and chewed fingers
and my life’s restless turning.

I wonder if there’s something I can do
on these sleepless nights
turning over my memories
and imagining my possible futures

For all my thinking about my life and its purpose
I’m more driven that driver here

And for all my attention to the wind’s subtle nuances
I find myself on the bitter edge of my love’s loss
too many times.

gallagher
8 Oct 81
Vancouver, B.C.

— Copyright 1965-2008 by Dennis Gallagher —