Nuala Ní Chonchúir – The Red Massey Ferguson

He styles her Blessed, Beloved,
straddles her to feel her exquisite torque;
when she won’t turn over he wheedles
in tones a spinster might use on a cat:
‘Whisha, come on, girl, be good now.’

She thrums to life and he pets her flank,
sits like a lord on her buckeye seat
and savours her judder beneath him.
After spinning up the boreen to the field,
they furrow, penetrate the earth’s cushion.

On Sundays, they waltz out together to Mass,
a scarlet woman and her biddable man.

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Nuala Ní Chonchúir was born in Dublin in 1970; she lives in East Galway. Her fourth short story collection Mother America was published by New Island in 2012. A chapbook of flash Of Dublin and Other Fictions was published in the US in late 2013 by Tower Press and Nuala’s second novel The Closet of Savage Mementos appeared spring 2014 from New Island. Nuala's third novel, Miss Emily, appears 2015 from Penguin USA and Penguin Canada.