Wednesday, November 30, 2011

Moonfire

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If only you’d come, seen the moonfire on the mountains, the granite glowing underfoot, the cream grass shining. And those clouds like flames...
Monday, November 28, 2011

The Exciters

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The Exciters was a showband from Roscommon - now there’s a name to tick all the boxes. The local ballroom was Fairyland, (we had a way with ...
Saturday, November 26, 2011

Home

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Apparently my face changes as soon as I cross the river Shannon. I am home in Roscommon and a smile spreads across my face as broad as the r...
Tuesday, November 22, 2011

From a Child's Bedroom Window

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A small child with a view of countryside from his or her bedroom window has a million miles of darkness for imagination to roam through afte...
Thursday, November 17, 2011

Rain in Donegal

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I never really appreciated the beauty of rain on the landscape. Looking out over Donegal Bay from Murvagh beach, the short-range weather for...
Sunday, November 13, 2011

By the Grand Canal.

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The trees “in their Autumn glory”; the canal an unstirring, uncreased line of sky, almost a memory of blue. The lock houses holding their br...
Monday, November 7, 2011

Blue-veined old hands:

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I never saw them coming till they were spread bleak as the limbs of Winter trees across vacant heavens. When I said I loved you I lashed at ...
Thursday, November 3, 2011

A Consideration of Pearse Hutchinson's Poetry

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Placed not Cast Hurling the frail door wide open, erupting down from dim-lit narrow side-street three shallow steps into the dark, small, qu...
Sunday, October 30, 2011

A Poet For President

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I’m pleased Michael D. has got the presidency, assuming he can put aside his tendency towards being a bit pontificatory,(if there is such a...
Wednesday, October 26, 2011

Different Musics

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Loads of different, weird and wonderful music to be found on the web. Search YouTube for animusic, magic music machine, weird/strange/unusua...
Monday, October 24, 2011

Suddenly......................

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(in memory of Michael Martin) the stack of papers in the staff room belongs to the past, the word ‘remember’ keeps cropping up in our conver...
Thursday, October 20, 2011

Two poems on Life Passing

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The first by Charles Kingsley has all the maudlin excess that has killed off so much of 19th century poetry for the modern reader. It was le...
Monday, October 17, 2011

From Kailas down to the Erne Estuary

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From under the rag tree the world looks a kinder place.The dancing dreams and prayers of pilgrims are reminders of human soul before hopes a...
Sunday, October 16, 2011

The Tide's High Blood Mark.

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(Before The Firing Squad) Ready The sun's tide is licking me. Aim In one eye-full I have examined every brick, seen the crack in t...
Wednesday, October 12, 2011

1960’s Ireland

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If, like me, you enjoy occasional immersions in nostalgia, you might well enjoy visiting the John Hinde Collection - Postcard Archive. Postc...