Today’s sentence: “Writing in the same room as a modern refrigerator is like sitting in the cinema next to a perpetual grazer; hum, fizz, plop, fart.” Inspiration and Observation:I write at the kitchen table, downstairs. Normally it’s just the dog for company, however once it gets quiet, you really start to notice that god-dang fridge.... Continue Reading →
Today’s sentence: “I sat gazing toward Inis Déach, in silence amid the pebbles at the end of Betra Beach, witness to a rainbow beneath the rushing tide; a Sea Wolf twists under the summer sun.” Inspiration and Observation:I walked home this evening and was struck by how certain sounds and smells will bring you back... Continue Reading →
Today’s sentence: “John and Mary O'Leary reside at No.1 Cherry Tree Gardens. They have three chicks.” Inspiration and Observation:There is a pair of Great Tits, who have staked out our birdhouse since I began feeding the birds at the start of last winter. The bird feeders hang from the branches of our cherry tree. I... Continue Reading →
Today’s sentence: “The column clawed its escape skyward, a pale tendril spiralling into space, while the valley held its breath for a secret launch.” Inspiration and Observation:Today, while driving in Wexford, I saw a factory chimney rising high above an industrial plant in a valley below the road. The afternoon was fantastically warm, and there... Continue Reading →
Delighted to be reading in the Sirius Arts Centre in #Cobh this Saturday 29th, as part of this Ken Hickey lead event. So pleased to be in the company of such fine poets as Theresa McCormack, Eve Telford, and Ken. Its great to see #Poetry in such a wonderful venue in our beautiful town. Pop... Continue Reading →
Did the souls of boys,Cut down in France,Come home again,To rest in lush ditches,By English country lanes,As bright summer poppies, So, each year unending,Free to dance once more,Joyful remembrance blooms,Heedless of the rush,Of passing motorcars,In home-counties soil, Red now their clothes,Heads sway rejoicing,On wildly weaving stalks,Stout-hearted amid weeds,No brown wilted youth,Inside worn frames, Ebullient life... Continue Reading →
New Triangles. Wear the new triangles, Behind the chain-link fences, Orchestra of crying children, Dread anthem of the summer sun, Separate the little ones, No need to sew the yellow to their shirts, They wear their badge forever, On their skin, Build the wall and mend the wire, With bricks of fear send it higher,... Continue Reading →
I have the privilege of being the PRO for Cobh Readers and Writers Festival. Each year they run a four day Festival in Cobh, the most beautiful seaside town in Ireland. This years festival runs from the 23rd to the 26th of April. The all volunteer committee do huge work each year to deliver the... Continue Reading →
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