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Poem of the Week | Regalement by Aoife Finnegan
Regalement
By Aoife Finnegan
New plant in the sunroom,
small bird floating outside the kitchen window.
I was there that night-
wasn’t I?
Many nights (I was there),
many moons ago.
New mark on my face,…
Poem of the Week | Recipe by Steve Cullen
Recipe
By Steve Cullen
Break 4 metaphors into a green enamelware bowl and mix vigorously with the tarnished fork that lies with the spoons in the cutlery drawer. Add symbolism, and the zest of a childhood memory. Drop a knob of…
Poem of the Week | Fool’s Paradise by Jorge Leiva
Fool’s Paradise
By Jorge Leiva
Bring me back to the dry land,
the olea trees and the heat,
white grapes under feet,
men with skins getting tanned.
Bring me back to the dim light,
bodegas where wine…
Poem of the Week | Some Morning by Mary Lee
Some Morning
when you wake
take time to be intentional.
In a leap of faith, you sow
seedlings or whisper wisdom,
you’ll never know its ending.
While you prepare a mug of coffee,
or plan a…
Poem of the Week | Cork City 1994 by Denis Mockler
Cork City 1994
By Denis Mockler
He gushed I love you
I thought You don’t even know me,
but keep doing what you’re doing.
Please don’t stop now.
Afterwards we sat by the window of his bedroom,
drinking…
Poem of the Week | A Tree’s First Frost by David O’Sullivan
A Tree's First Frost
By David O'Sullivan
I feel for you
this cold morning
your old die,
all around, sadness.
Then with both hands
I hold, comfort
your extremities.
Painful to my hands…
Poem of the Week | Bath with bump by Irene Halpin Long
Bath With Bump
By Irene Halpin Long
I lie in the water.
Is mise an Blascaod Mór
and you are a pebble
deep within my belly.
My hair is a sea anemone,
fanned and filtered,
waving at the ceiling’s…
Poem of the Week | In limbo by Angela Washington
In limbo
by Angela Washington
Curled up in bed
a tiny shrunken foetal figure
white hair on white pillow
her body scarcely there
swamped by white covers
still as death
in limbo
stuck
in a no man’s…
Poem of the Week | After All by Hiram Larew
After All
by Hiram Larew
For some reason
you think in a different way as soon as
you go outside.
It doesn’t make any difference
if you’re in the city
or far up in the hills.
It doesn’t matter if there is time or not
or…
Poem of the Week | Two Poems By Siobhan MacMahon
Mapping a New Reality
By Siobhan MacMahon
When all the old paths
have been concreted over,
the way forgotten,
when words shape-shift
beneath your feet,
spelling another reality,
when you…