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Moneenageisha Harbour, Lough Atalia

No-one comes here now with currachs Rowed by men old and young Bringing the turf to and from the islands Serenaded by …

Because The Sun Still Shines

The sun shining tells us there are better times after the storm, worth remembering in these #COVID19 times

Folk of the Land of the Whin

From where to the world’s four corners spread All desire to, but few manage to return To children tales told, songs sung …

Paul Polansky Sat In My Kitchen

The Serbian resident US poet and human rights activist Paul Polansky visited my humble flat some years back. As usual, my place …

Elegy for a Poet I Once Knew

Alas,  I learned of the passing of a poet Paul Curran I shared a stage with often at Scene of the Rhyme …

Say Hello to all the Poets

Dedicated to the memory of the late Kay Kinghammer, of the Blackwater Poetry Group, R.I.P. Say hello to all the poets as …

The Great Mcgonagall

William “Topaz” Mc Gonnagle was poet from Dundee, who discovered he could make a rhyme at the grand old age of 52 …

My Way Is In The Sand Flowing

” My way is like the sand flowing between the shingle and the dune” The sand it flows on the seashore Here …

Those Who Fought on That Side

Many men faught not for Ireland But under another flag And of their deeds our folklore feeds Of them we like to …

Dawn Breaks as Yeats Goes to Sleep

Yeats died before the outbreak of war, and his Nobel prizes and international fame was most seen through the Versailles era, with …

Truth Kills Kings

“Truth is dangerous. It topples palaces and kills kings. It stirs gentle men to rage and bids them take up arms. It …

Every Book Has Its Last Page

Dedicated to the memory of the late writer, artist and musician Ingrid Andrew… Every book has its last page When turned, signifies …

The Muses Café

Easons on Dublins O’ Connell Street has a Cafe called Muses… appropiate for a bookshop! While there, looking at pictures of now …

Heaven Taught Ploughman

“A heaven taught ploughman” – Henry McKenzie speaking of Robert Burns. He learned much with plough in field Beast snorting, as ever …

His Pen Ran Dry

For the memory of Ivor Higg, R.I.P. His pen ran dry, as happens to every writer, The pool of ideas of the …

Obituary – Ivor Hogg

The passing has happened lately of writer Ivor Hogg. Under the name of “Poeticpiers”, he wrote on WritersCafe.org and also on Arcanum …

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