Poem: Maura Dooley, ‘What Every Woman Should Carry’

‘What Every Woman Should Carry’


My mother gave me the prayer to Saint Theresa.

I added a used tube ticket, kleenex,

several Polo mints (furry), a tampon, pesetas,

a florin. Not wishing to be presumptuous,

not trusting you either, a pack of 3.

I have a pen. There is space for my guardian

angel, she has to fold her wings. Passport.

A key. Anguish, at what I said/didn’t say

when once you needed/didn’t need me. Anadin.

A credit card. His face the last time,

my impatience, my useless youth.

That empty sack, my heart.  A box of matches.


Maura Dooley is a contemporary British poet very interested in the convergences of the past, present and future.




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