The Mystery and Ambivalence of Attachment: Seamus Heaney’s Clearances
Earlier this year, RTE, Ireland’s national broadcaster ran a competition to find the nation’s best-loved poem of the last 100 …
Earlier this year, RTE, Ireland’s national broadcaster ran a competition to find the nation’s best-loved poem of the last 100 …
Working Mum Haiku Fluff shirks in corners. Not one hundred per cent mum Drains the coffee cup. Baby grips a …
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WHITE SUN A white sun Drags low its cloak Of long shadows. The whispered song is…
The Mayo Tao I have abandoned the dream kitchens for a low fire and a prescriptive literature of the spirit; …
I’ve been so busy and my Irish Poem of the Week page has been the victim of my neglect. I …
The day after you planted the trees A desert storm swept in. The biggest took the brunt, Doubling over, branches …
It’s been one of those weeks when I’ve felt something was about to happen, something which would impact on me …
Some things are definitely lost in translation. You only have to listen to my husband tell an Egyptian joke in …
Yesterday, I had a hankering for haiku. Some days you just can’t fit in enough reading – from the newspaper …
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