Added by Patricia Louise Hughes on December 2, 2014 at 11:30am — 1 Comment
The Big Brown
The fly slowly spins in air before me,
Arcing downward, to darker, cooler water.
A ripple forms and becomes a moving vee.
The feathered…
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Added by Patricia Louise Hughes on October 27, 2014 at 4:00am — 2 Comments
In a sense (of history), I have a personal recollection of General Phil Sheridan and his arrival at the battlefield at Cedar Creek on October 19, 1864 when he rallied a beaten Union Army and launched…
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I absolutely loved this short film by Wild Geese member and fellow County Tyrone author, Colin Broderick.
It's called "Smile," and it's a visual poem set in New York. Lyrical and melancholic, like so much Irish poetry, it is, in the end an uplifting story of transformation and renewal.
Enjoy!
Caroline …
ContinueAdded by Caroline Doherty de Novoa on September 29, 2014 at 4:00pm — 1 Comment
Geneticists at Trinity College, Dublin have recently discovered that the Irish gene pool is the least diluted in all of Europe if not indeed, the world. They have also discovered that the Irish traveling people (tinkers) are purely…
ContinueAdded by John Anthony Brennan on September 21, 2014 at 5:30pm — 6 Comments
Most weekends, I get up at ungodly hours and go to the local flea market to look for interesting books. I usually arrive at 7:00 a.m. or so when they are still unpacking. The dealers there bid on storage units and end up with all sorts of miscellaneous stock, among which are the books I…
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Oh! to return to that time, place and space of yesterday's papers. Back when I was young, undaunted and sure of nothing, stronger than an oak, spellbound in innocence. Back when being seventeen was wide-eyed and ‘rarin to go, driven by the magical, heady arrogance of youth. Back to that time of transitional transmissions when the curtain was torn down, rent…
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I wrote this poem after months of studying Yeats' work and life for my undergrad thesis. One night, I found a BBC recording of him reading "The Lake Isle of Innisfree." I finally got to hear the voice I had been reading for so long and the moment took my breath away. This poem resulted from that experience.…
ContinueAdded by Jill Fuller on August 24, 2014 at 1:00pm — 6 Comments
He glides across the smooth lakes’ surface,
but she is nowhere in sight.
Stately he moves on ever through the night.
A moonbeam beckons to a hidden place,
where once they did dwell.
Fasted now! Maybe she lays there
and love again might they share.
But no earthly sign now, only pain.
Mute and no sound…
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Stone Journey
What is it, Anu?
This water pouring across the plain
Of Desmond to the sea.
Down the limestone steps of karsted hills.
Through furrowed fields and into the wild Atlantic’s…
ContinueAdded by Denis Hearn on August 10, 2014 at 2:30pm — 2 Comments
Atop the mystical hill of Tara stands the stone of Fal, one of four treasures brought to Ireland by the Tuatha de Dannan. It is otherwise known as the ‘stone of destiny.’ There, through the ages, all ard ri (high kings) were crowned. Marriage ceremonies took place there also. These rites were always blessed by the Druid, the holy man of the Celtic peoples. The Brehons, the…
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My writing has always been deeply influenced by the Irish writers whose inspiration prompted me to pick up the quill and follow in their footsteps. This is my humble tribute to William Butler Yeats ...
I went down to the cool, dark woods,
when night owls were on the wing.
On earthly ghosts and raging floods
embraced my lonely…
Added by John Anthony Brennan on August 7, 2014 at 2:30pm — No Comments
"A writer is not interested in explaining reality. He’s only interested in capturing it.” ~ Brendan Kennelly.
Inside my father's bones lie a million secrets.
Secrets passed down the long chain from…
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April 20-26, 2014 is Cowboy Poetry Week. I thought I would share one of my own poems, written in 2007, a tribute to te Irish cowboy.
Right: Jeff Streeby, Cowboy Poet, in the dining room of Man of Aran Cottage, Inis Mor (©2005 C.E.Devine ~ Rincon Creek…
Added by Bit Devine on April 25, 2014 at 12:30am — No Comments
The Cúirt Literature Festival in Galway thrilled bibliophiles again this year. Here is a recap of a few events that I was able to enjoy:
'Noir by Noir West'
This event was the launch of a collection of short fiction by 30 Irish authors. The book’s…
Added by Kelly O'Rourke on April 18, 2014 at 8:00am — No Comments
I recently sat down with the Director of the Cúirt International Festival of Literature, Dani Gill (picture above). The Cúirt festival is in its 29th year here in Galway, and they have gone from strength to strength as one of the premier literature festivals in all the world. Writers and…
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Enjoying its final year as a 20-something-year-old (the festival was founded in 1985), the 2014 Cúirt International Festival of Literature is back and ready to satiate the appetites of literature enthusiasts from all over the world. Running from Tuesday, April 8th…
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