the madrigal, volume ii
Why I Am Here
by úna nolan
Ah but I love love!
My friends, you carry me with you in your ways of speech- the little turns of phrase I spin and weave and lie carefully in your outstretched palms
The jumpers that you forget, curled in the corners of my couch, now folded neatly in my cupboard and ever forget to return
The cookie recipe you showed me, that I must freeze the dough to get the proper taste, the melting chocolate and sweet, crumbliness of it all
I hear your voices in it.
I am filled with the resting of heads on shoulders when tiredness strikes her hands on the clock,
Eyes half-shut as familiar movies play in the shrouding of whispered laughs,
they carry such a tender past and an ever lightened soul-
To see us know each other so deeply, so truly
The crawling nights of drinks we have poured, tumbling from silver glasses and stirring our feet to wildness and dance
Our arms to circle necks at foreheads cautious touch
And our voices to stretch to the moon in shared singing of songs gone past (and when melancholy stretches her thinning embrace- you send her off with a knowing narrowed of eyes
and guiding hands-
‘Ah now child, sleep it off’)
Love, she carries us all through each day, sees each roaring sunrise and crashing wave that we survive
We would not be without it-
And yes, yes, I love it all, I love you all
This- this is the beating of my heart !
Úna Nolan is a 20 year old writer from Dublin, Ireland. She spends her free time watching too much Netflix, stress cleaning and tending to her worryingly large collection of plants. She enjoys writing so much sometimes she forgets to be embarrassed of it, and hopes you enjoy her work.