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Poem of the Week | The Art of Circles by John Grey
THE ART OF CIRCLES by John Grey He taught me how to draw by starting everything with circles. To him, the world was built on roundness. As long as the ends join, he'd say, then everything's complete. The circle's much older…
Poetry Call for Submissions | Poem of the Week
Poetry submissions for our spring Poem of the Week series are now open. We are looking for new, unpublished work by Irish and international poets. At HeadStuff we seek poems that engage, poems that nestle under the skin and linger long…
Poem of the Week | Voices by Máire Morrissey
Voices By Máire Morrissey After the storm there is a stillness, it descends like a soft drizzle to bless the morning. Down by the cove, the gulls gather to bathe in rain filled rock pools. Great mounds of seaweed cloak the…
Poem of the Week | On Being High by Alison McCrossan
On Being High By Alison McCrossan Where the hills rolled away into the horizon carrying my dreams since forever, or when I was immortal, impervious to the catching up of time, each shape on the curve was a tree or a standing stone I…
Poem of the Week | January and Decay by Ruth Quinlan
January and Decay After ‘April and Silence’ by Tomas Tranströmer By Ruth Quinlan This dark month crouches by the compost bin, waiting to be thrown to the frozen heap. It is the tea-bag of stewed brew at the bottom of a cup, the…
Poem of the Week | Me Aul Flower by Sageanne Senneff
Me Aul Flower By Sageanne Senneff water runs clean out of the can gently twisted the same way you pour each word out of me a bud of hope blooms from the water filling the earth with roots that finally have something to hold on to but there…
Poem of the Week | Transatlantic Love By Yasmina Silva
Transatlantic Love By Yasmina Silva https://soundcloud.com/user-773249019/transatlantic-love-story-by-yasmina-silva Submissions are open for all HeadStuff poetry categories, including Poem of The Week (Every Friday), Unbound (longer…
Poem Of The Week | ‘Green’ by Alison Driscoll
Green by Alison Driscoll Green is abandonment, the overgrown, the unattended The ivy asphyxiating pebble dashed walls Green men moonwalking at night, the green of isolation The green of bilateral fields waving us home, our gemstone…
Poem of the Week | July – Margarita Serafimova
July By Margarita Serafimova One morning when I was an object of desire by the gilded sea, the wind was making exquisite waves, and a man took a picture so as not to forget. The sunset was marching. It was slowly…
Poem of the Week | Some of the Things that Happen Around Us – Holly Day
Some of the Things that Happen Around Us By Holly Day The violinist folds himself into his case, tucks his wings in carefully, folds his arms across his chest, sleeps. Beside his case is a smaller case, with a handle, and in it his violin…