A poem for the day – Radio Ulster News

On the persistence of bad news…

Radio Ulster News

I was leaving no stone unturned in my granny’s bedroom,
in search of the savings the old cow had salted away

against the expense of her Co-op pauper’s funeral,
when the radio said that the body dragged from the dam

and decayed almost beyond identification
was that of my brother, unheard-from these past three years,

since his card had been marked and he’d had his marching orders
from my father-in-law, his wife, and the rest of the boys.