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

Saturday, November 23, 2013

The Roscommon Anthology is in the Shops

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The Roscommon Anthology was launched on Thursday night by Vincent Woods in the majestic King House, Boyle. A great night, with readings...
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Thursday, November 14, 2013

The Missing Guinness Ad

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Back in Feb 2012, I was bemoaning the fact that I couldn't find a particular Guinness ad that I used to see in the cinema back in the e...
Saturday, November 9, 2013

The Mountain

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First I saw a goat, a prehistoric creature with colossal spiralling horns, coarse matted hair and yellow eyes. A herd of goats trail...
Wednesday, November 6, 2013

Left Field Self-Portraits

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  I think the process of writing good poetry is very similar to painting in non-conventional styles, in some ways there is more in common...
Friday, November 1, 2013

Roscommon Anthology Launch Dates

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A Celebration of Roscommon’s Writers What have Oscar Wilde’s father, Douglas Hyde, Oliver Goldsmith, John McGahern, Turlough O’Carolan and...
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Tuesday, October 29, 2013

Goethe's Last Supper

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It takes a good writer. I had never registered the hands, not to mention the tiny detail of the knife. Goethe's observation of the d...
Tuesday, October 22, 2013

A Strange Parallel: Libel Cost the Wildes, Father and Son, Their Greatness

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    The parallel that exists between the end of Oscar Wilde’s glittering career and his father’s, William Wilde, is striking.     Oscar ...
Friday, October 18, 2013

Then

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It was the time of Afton and Albany, Joe O’Neill’s band and the Adelaides, hay forks sharing pub windows with Daz and Persil; t...
Wednesday, October 9, 2013

Lessening the Risk for Alzheimers' Sufferers

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The recent, tragic death of Peggy Mangan, an alzheimer's sufferer, in Dublin has been on my mind, as it has been on the minds of many ar...
Sunday, October 6, 2013

She Takes to the Sky

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Through baffled bogs, disengaged mountaintops, I led whistling rocks, croaking ice till earth turned its blue eye upward. I drew c...
Wednesday, October 2, 2013

The Green Road

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The blackthorns above Fenore are flight rooted; they are folklore’s skeletons, beggars of the green road. Scoured to the knuckle, stu...
Friday, September 27, 2013

Doesn't red sound nice

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From Ted, a compelling argument for becoming a cyborg.
Monday, September 23, 2013

Anguish

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    Mouth: howl, that shape.    We leave it space.     The space gets bigger. Detail from Francis Bacon...
Thursday, September 19, 2013

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  Once my father and I found a skull in a field with the hum of a bee inside. My father said it was a last thought, that a man...
Monday, September 16, 2013

Expressing Depression

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 'O the mind, mind has mountains; cliffs of fall/Frightful, sheer, no-man-fathomed'. These lines cause me to wonder if the search ...
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