Monday, 18 December 2017

A Christmas Card

arrives at an empty house,

slips through the letter-box

and waits in the stripey stillness

of the draughty hall.

Face-down, the return address -

a woman in an apartment across town.

Only the card knows what she has written

and how long it took to write.

© Maurice Devitt

Have you sent your Christmas cards yet? Here are the last dates for posting this season

Maurice Devitt was runner-up in The Interpreter’s House Poetry Competition in 2017, he has had poems published in Ireland, England, Scotland, the US, Mexico, Romania, India and Australia, runs the Irish Centre for Poetry Studies site and is a founder member of the Hibernian Writers’ Group.