Deirdre

 

When fate

the king

the hero out of stories

comes swooping in on a white charger

sweeping up in uncompromising arms

and muting protest with a mouth

tough as a final demand

and the bailiffs already at the door

is it love?

Do I get to say

I’d rather

with this kind of dream

or is it as unnegotiable

as the small print at the bottom of the loan?

I pat the horse and offer it an apple

but it never breaks step

not even when I fall

and my head hits

that providential stone.

 

 

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Jane Dougherty

I used to do lots of things I didn't much enjoy. Now I am officially a writer. It's what I always wanted to be.

8 thoughts on “Deirdre”

    1. Sorry, it’s a reference to Deirdre who was dragged off by king Conchobar after he murdered the man she wanted, but she still wouldn’t marry him, threw herself from his chariot and bashed her head on a rock. And died. A tragic heroine of Irish legend 🙂

      1. It’s a good story. She refused him and ran off with another man, but he tricked them into coming back. It was interesting that the law said he couldn’t force her to marry him, even though he was the High King. She chose to kill herself than let him pass her onto his charioteer who probably didn’t have the same scruples.

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