Kevin Cahill
Kevin Cahill was born in Cork City, Ireland, and graduated from University College Cork with a degree in Government Studies. His poetry has appeared on both sides of the Atlantic, in journals that include Edinburgh Review, London Magazine, Magma, The Manchester Review, Berkeley Poetry Review, Southword, Agenda, Poetry Ireland Review, The Stinging Fly, Gorse, Crannóg, The Oxonian Review and The SHOp
Through a Glass Darkly
To see the face of God
is hell
right up there
with hell. I mean,
before we shriek in the ride
‘home’ with the men in white
Harriet and Ingmar have given us
ninety minutes to soar
across the moonrock of Fårö,
the halo of fjords.
Harriet Andersson skips off the agnostic tea-guests
pioneering into a snow-flake
of tea, snow-drifts of cheese…With her, we believe
the flood-lit face of the spoon
is the face of God, imbibing the firth’s
little inferno, and swallow our tongues…a fantastic toddle
of a toad’s stepping into fire
fills the shore…Should you meet us here, after midnight,
we will walk into the wallpaper with you
living the dream of fire.
© 2018 Kevin Cahill