Lyric for Tuam by Sheila Jacob

I am not a silent poet

Did anyone

sing lullabies, kiss you

a final time

before they closed

your small unseeing eyes?

They took you

when the curl of the tide

swirled dark around the bay;

when owls screeched

swoop-winged and you,

little-boned and blameless,

were dumped where the earth

would never tell,

could never tell

but told,

opened its muddy mouth

and rang out secrets

louder than chimes

of noon-day’s Angelus bell.

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