GABRIEL AND SATAN
All right, mate. Dish out the dirt.
Suffering, seeking, yearning, burning
I have the strength of hopelessness
Heavens! Will you ever return?
No bazaars, Jaguars, rouge et noir—
Bestow these gated lawns on the pious
Angels are bright still, after all.
From my despair: Gods’ fire.
I am the warp of wisdom’s robe.
by Rafiq Kathwari, the present winner of the Patrick Kavanagh Poetry Award.