Thursday, January 30, 2020

Lubeck , March 28, 1942 – Palm Sunday.

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Lubeck , March 28, 1942 – Palm Sunday. Hours before the bells of London rang for the blessing of the palms, the bomber...
Saturday, January 25, 2020

Dream Song

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This, m y effort at a dream song,  was first published in   Berryman’s Fate: A Centenary Celebration in Verse  (Arlen Press, 2014) edited ...
Sunday, January 19, 2020

Searching

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She is old. She is old and lives in a house that is much older. Her face is in the front room window; Her face full mo...
Thursday, January 16, 2020

AvantAppal(achia) submission call for special issue

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AvantAppal(achia)' s second Special Is(sue) en titled (Yes)ABLED will be dedicated to the work of disabled poets, artists, an...
Friday, January 10, 2020

SurVision Magazine #6 and call for submissions

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Issue Six of surrealist poetry magazine Survision is now live and 100 per cent free online. It's a fantastic publication with works f...
Thursday, January 9, 2020

At last, my first Irish poem

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It has taken a long time, my Irish is getting there but slowly; I've a long way to go.  A friend of mine suggested that we both t...
Sunday, January 5, 2020

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Time, unchecked, steals lives.
Saturday, January 4, 2020

Taken

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Once, in a sodden, flaggered field beside the river, the current took me; not a canoe but a trout, a water’s flint smoothed by its flow...
Tuesday, December 31, 2019

St Féichín's Warning

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As hare – whiskers taut, eyes bulging – he scours the mainland in the grey hour of evening when demons go searching for currency...
Thursday, December 26, 2019

Wonder at a City Pond

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Mallards, water hens, swans; all round-bellied on the pond or rotated 180, peaky-arsed upwards, delving for food. Down there the a...
Sunday, December 22, 2019

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On a clear moonlit night I fell asleep in a field and dreamt I was sleeping there. All night a terror of being vulnerable stoo...
Saturday, December 21, 2019

No People

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The hunch-doubled thorns, ingrown pantries dung-puddled; the moss-stone walls tumble-gapped. The nettle-cracked ...
Monday, December 16, 2019

A Canal Vision

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In the dim light of a December evening swans, bright as struck matches, are gliding over the oarweed of traffic lights on their w...
Sunday, December 15, 2019

Market, Emily Square, 60's

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                            Gu lls p ecking in the litter of c lothe s, scarved heads bobbing on the spume f or the re were more...
Wednesday, December 11, 2019

Crucifixion Scene

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I’m struck by the basketry of bones containing the thorax; that unexpected view of internal anatomy, a map of pain. I think of...