Poetry and Miscellaneous Yap.......... an Irish poet's blog

Poetry by Irish poet Michael O'Dea. (poems © Michael O’Dea, Dedalus Press, Amastra-n-Galar, Lapwing Publications)

Wednesday, September 28, 2011

Too Far !!

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Tom Stoddart’s disturbing photograph of greed, as a starving Sudanese boy watches his bag of food being stolen by a man with a stick. Fortun...
Friday, September 23, 2011

LADY'S ISLAND.

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Our Lady's Island in Co. Wexford has a special atmosphere to it. Like many places of pilgrimage, christian or pre-christian, its topogra...
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Monday, September 19, 2011

More FREE Laughter Yoga

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18.30 – 19.30, Tuesday 27th September, in the Swan Centre,(opposite The Hopsack), Rathmines.As before bring a towel or yoga mat and a willi...
Wednesday, September 14, 2011

Most Poetic Painter

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Marc Chagall is the most poetic of painters. I think you can immerse yourself in the images without knowing their references. His beautiful ...
Monday, September 12, 2011

To Say That You Are Beautiful

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The sunlight on the back of your neck, ear-lobes and hair; the page-reflected glow on your chin, dimming upward towards your forehead; all e...
Wednesday, September 7, 2011

The Yellow Rose

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The Yellow Rose. for Alan Biddle (1952-1994). When his eyes had shut for good and his face was just a face, and conve...
Friday, September 2, 2011

Breathing

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Now my father's life is breathing. Heavy work. He has already slipped away to be alone while we outside mark every breath ...
Tuesday, August 30, 2011

Back in the Day, when Small Towns were Pure

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What is Club 81 ? Ba bloody news’s whaw tis. We doan wan dah kine ting rown here I’m tellen ya dah................. What goes on t...
Thursday, August 25, 2011

Civic Responsibility

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I wonder if there's a greater need than we acknowledge for civic responsibility to be inculcated in our children. I remember my grand ...
Monday, August 22, 2011

Rag Trees and Holy Wells

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St Kieran's Holy Well, Kilcar, Co Donegal Holy wells and rag trees, the exotic places of the Irish countryside, have lon...
Wednesday, August 17, 2011

The Moon and Me

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I can completely understand why the moon is associated with madness. Watching it sail through the countryside of clouds, it becomes mesm...
Saturday, August 13, 2011

Scarecrows.

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We are two scarecrows: rags and string; what the rain softens the wind picks clean. We are two scarecrows: sticks and straw; crow...
Monday, August 8, 2011

Poetic Imagery in Art

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The photographs pinned up in Francis Bacon’s studio re-emerged in some form in his paintings, The grotesque mouth in the still fro...
Sunday, August 7, 2011

Laughter Yoga in Dublin

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"What soap is to the body, laughter is to the soul." proverb Quick mention of a free Laughter Yoga session at Rathmine...

Caught, Tangled in Old Years.

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Caught; tangled in old years young man; the brambles have made you delicately eccentric. Your ears are closed but to the berries, eyes fixed...
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