Part fairytale, part parody of Teresa May / Brexit, a poem for children about Witch Wendy who could neither stay or go without breaching geis, being mastered by Gráinne, a simple village girl, whose birth was foretold in curse of her dying grandmother.
The crazed vanities of man Who cannot see all are the same Thinks the other the source of his ill That he …
34 years after he deposed Ruadhri O Bradaigh (Rory Brady) accusing Brady of a “sop to unionism” when Brady sat down to …
Catalonia votes for independence. Spain will not allow it… why can Kosovo and Kuwait have freedom but not Catalonia and Kurdistan? Not …
In the Trumpian age, this verse of mine from seven years back or more is apt… Blind men with eyes that see …
“Was it for this the Wild Geese fled?” Poor Irish – how lucky are we In these modern times, in our land …
There went out the question from one who was not yet there About the month of September and the Banagher Horse Fair …
Freedoms cries brought the statues down The Reich lay in ruins as a new regime Promised freedom of a version of the …
Enda Kenny is set to retire as I speak as Fine Gael leader, and as prime minister when a replacement is found, …
The furore being kicked up over urban horses by supporters of Mike Cubbard a city council member rumbles on. Something of a …