{"id":6528,"date":"2018-09-30T00:11:41","date_gmt":"2018-09-30T05:11:41","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/faithhopeandfiction.com\/content\/?p=6528"},"modified":"2020-09-04T04:55:02","modified_gmt":"2020-09-04T09:55:02","slug":"i-walk-toward-myself","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/faithhopeandfiction.com\/content\/i-walk-toward-myself\/","title":{"rendered":"I Walk Toward Myself"},"content":{"rendered":"<div class=\"hdivider hr-double hr-long\"><\/div>\n<h2 class=\"leader\"><a href=\"https:\/\/faithhopeandfiction.com\/content\/i-walk-toward-myself\/\">Tom Sheehan<\/a><\/h2>\n<h4 class=\"trailer\">Poetry<\/h4>\n<p><!--more--><\/p>\n<div class=\"poetry-text\">\n<p class=\"poetry-text-subtitle\">A Recall for Seamus Heaney<\/p>\n<p>I name myself<br \/>\nwalking through the house<br \/>\nbefore I get there.<\/p>\n<p>On birch floors my shoes<br \/>\nsound dull as wood pulses<br \/>\nan ancient drummer<\/p>\n<p>marked time with.<br \/>\nThese dead trees are full<br \/>\nof sassy talk.<\/p>\n<p>A stratum of air,<br \/>\ncorporeally chilled, moves<br \/>\na cubit wide in the kitchen,<\/p>\n<p>a polar exercise<br \/>\ntaking place.<br \/>\nI have been<\/p>\n<p>other places before,<br \/>\nbefore I got there:<br \/>\nbanging a curragh<\/p>\n<p>against the Atlantic<br \/>\nthe long watch<br \/>\nof a day,<\/p>\n<p>wind full of slam<br \/>\nand salt and voice<br \/>\nof the seal;<\/p>\n<p>blackening spuds<br \/>\nin a field fire,<br \/>\nchatting rain alive<\/p>\n<p>on slow coals of sticks<br \/>\nlike hiccups, hawthorns<br \/>\nfor roofing and stone<\/p>\n<p>markers for walls;<br \/>\npressed foul as fish<br \/>\nin subterranean passage<\/p>\n<p>with the metallic Atlantic<br \/>\ntelling me all its<br \/>\nold stories,<\/p>\n<p>icebergs and whales<br \/>\nand the loan sharks<br \/>\nwaiting in the new land;<\/p>\n<p>scavenging a city dump<br \/>\nfor furniture, books<br \/>\nand bedding,<\/p>\n<p>waging private wars<br \/>\nagainst prejudice, hunger,<br \/>\nRoscommon calling me home;<\/p>\n<p>this kitchen, now,<br \/>\ndark-cornered, remote, out<br \/>\nof which I walk toward myself.<\/p>\n<p><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignleft wp-image-5712\" src=\"https:\/\/faithhopeandfiction.com\/content\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/11\/free-online-fiction-poetry-art-150x150.png\" alt=\"I walk Toward Myself | Poetry by Tom Sheehan\" width=\"125\" height=\"94\" \/><\/p>\n<\/div>\n<div class=\"hdivider hr-single hr-long\"><\/div>\n<div class=\"poetry-text\">\n<p class=\"poetry-text-subtitle\">Burial for Horsemen<\/p>\n<p>(For my father, blind too early.)<\/p>\n<p>The night we listened to an Oglala life<br \/>\non records, and shadows remembered<br \/>\ntheir routes up the railed stairway like<br \/>\na prairie presence, I stood at your bed<\/p>\n<p>counting the days you had conquered.<br \/>\nThe bottlecap moon clattered into your<br \/>\nroom in vagrant pieces\u2026jagged blades<br \/>\nneeding a strop or wheel for stabbing,<\/p>\n<p>great spearhead chips pale in falling,<br \/>\nnecks of smashed jars rasbora bright,<br \/>\nthin flaked edges tossing off the sun.<br \/>\nUnder burden of the dread collection,<\/p>\n<p>you sighed and turned in quilted repose<br \/>\nand rolled your hand in mine, searching<br \/>\nfor lighting only found in your memory.<br \/>\nIn moon\u2019s toss I saw the network of your<\/p>\n<p>brain struggling for my face the way you<br \/>\nlast saw it, a piece of light falling under<br \/>\nthe hooves of a thousand horse ponies,<br \/>\nnight campsites riding upward in flames,<\/p>\n<p>the skyline coming legendary.<\/p>\n<p><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignleft wp-image-5712\" src=\"https:\/\/faithhopeandfiction.com\/content\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/11\/free-online-fiction-poetry-art-150x150.png\" alt=\"I walk Toward Myself | Poetry by Tom Sheehan\" width=\"125\" height=\"94\" \/><\/p>\n<\/div>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<div class=\"hdivider hr-double hr-long\"><\/div>\n<div class=\"small-text\">\n<p><strong>Tom Sheehan <\/strong>is a prolific, award-winning writer and a great friend of <em>Faith Hope &amp; Fiction.<\/em> Among <em>I walk Toward Myself,<\/em> his many accomplishments are: 33 <em>Pushcart<\/em> Prize nominations, five <em>Best of the Net<\/em> nomination (one winner), short story awards from <em>Nazar Look <\/em>for 2012-2015, and a Georges Simenon Fiction Award. He has published 32 books and has four books in a publisher\u2019s production line.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<\/div>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Tom Sheehan Poetry<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":3,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"quote","meta":{"_exactmetrics_skip_tracking":false,"_exactmetrics_sitenote_active":false,"_exactmetrics_sitenote_note":"","_exactmetrics_sitenote_category":0,"footnotes":""},"categories":[3,48,1],"tags":[142,180],"class_list":["post-6528","post","type-post","status-publish","format-quote","hentry","category-poetry","category-tom-sheehan","category-uncategorized","tag-contemplative","tag-introspection","post_format-quote"],"yoast_head":"<!-- This site is optimized with the Yoast SEO Premium plugin v15.5 - https:\/\/yoast.com\/wordpress\/plugins\/seo\/ -->\n<title>I Walk Toward Myself | Faith Hope &amp; Fiction<\/title>\n<meta name=\"description\" content=\"&quot;... 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