Love by Finbar Lennon Love, impossible dream, impossible word, Soft embrace with a double hand Absent blink for pupils wide with wonder First sight and all defences down Instinctive hold on sounds and senses For each to notice interest and respond; Does it ever happen quite this way? Somewhere amidst their frantic schedules Trying to make ends meet in Tinseltown Believing the effort to remain afloat Is worth the toll and toil it wrought Or sometimes simply sitting on easy chairs Content together on solitary manoeuvres; Does it ever happen quite this way? The word is peddled to extinction And yet retains its native card by heart Hankering for truth to make it last No control to guide it into place A glue to cut and paste and save For home, away, together and apart; Does it ever happen quite this way? Staying as one until it’s over before Returning again unsought to the other During twilights and under passing clouds Peeps out from nooks and crannies Builds a listening post for memories Catches unawares to test its provenance; Does it ever happen quite this way?
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Finbar Lennon is a retired surgeon who graduated from University College Dublin in 1972. He co-authored a memoir with his late wife Doctor Kate McGarry, “The Heavens are all Blue” that was published by Hachette Ireland in April 2020. Since then he has had two collections of poetry published by Lapwing Publications in Belfast – “NOW” and “A Thimble on her Finger”. Some of his ‘teenage poems’ appear in the memoir. He returned to composing poems after his wife died. Finbar lives in a small village in County Louth and continues to teach undergraduate medical students in his alma mater.