Leaving Lisbonby Hugh O'Donnell 27/10/2006
Stretched, fury-filled hornet’s nest,
Lisbon’s artery of commerce:
traction-moving, torqued stillness
bleeds a flowing disparity.
(Swinging under, pulled, we retract.)
Bone-like Christ, his loving gaze is
turned in longing from these shores:
torn of twin ‘de Janero’ worship,
cast and bowed, his flock are saved
in dreams.