Fine Nights by Alistair Graham

Fine Nights by Alistair Graham

Boyne Berries 21, Cover Design by Rory O’Sullivan

 

Fine Nights

 

These fine nights have been my making.

On this kind of night I drink glass

After glass of red wine.

On this kind of night I inhale smoke

From cigarette after cigarette.

On this kind of night I eat

Blue cheese with crackers and wash

It all down, with yet more wine.

On this kind of night I set sail

In the shell of pistachios,

Mooring in exotic lands.

On this kind of night I dance bare foot

On the boards of the jetty,

Leading down to the moonlit sea.

On this kind of night I swim

With the mermaid,

Breathe her breath inside me.

On this kind of night I fall asleep

On a bed of golden sand,

In the knowledge

That the rising sun

Will gently pat me on the brow.

On this kind of night

I just about make it

Into work the next morning

On time, but I’m fine.

These fine nights have been my making.

 

Alistair Graham is a poet and short story writer living in Belfast.  He has previously been published in A New Ulster, Crannóg, Shift Magazine, The Open Mouse and The SHOp and was long-listed for the Desmond O’Grady Poetry competition.  He has two published books of poetry; War and Want, 2011 and Streets of Belfast, 2012, both by Lapwing. 

 


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