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This poem is taken from PN Review 33, Volume 10 Number 1, September - October 1983.

Two Amores Derek Mahon

I. Afternoon Sex

The day being humid and my head
heavy, I stretched out on a bed.
The open window to my right
reflected woodland-watery light,
a keyed-up silence as of dawn
or dusk, the vibrant and uncertain
hour when a brave girl might undress
and caper naked on the grass.
You entered in a muslin gown,
bare-footed, your gold braids undone -
a fabled goddess, with an air
as if in heat, yet debonair.
Aroused, I grabbed and roughly tore
until your gown squirmed on the floor.
Oh, you resisted, but like one
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