Beginning again, again, again
This is a beginning that will be repeated again and again and again. This is a story that is being retold, the same but new Beginning is the oldest thing…
Tag: Poetry
Late October
Persephone’s term begins the year’s dry lament Even while nymph’s paint gold dead leaves on the cement They force the evergreens to stay to cloak Demeter’s curse. That steals their…
Abrasive
I am abrasive. I am armed to the teeth with knives of hand and mind and fangs and quips behind these lips so it can be unwise to tell me…
Contrasts
There are contrasts and you’ve got to laugh. I am nearly finished university, brushing out my hair at the top of the stairs, the longest it has been in eight…
Hello Old Friend
This would feel like the middle of a beautiful friendship if I wasn’t explaining where I’ve been – again and this might take a good few lines. See, I know…
The World Ends Every Year
So with New Years 2012, the question is if the Mayan calendar thing is true and we only have a few days left, what do we want to do with it?…
Orla ní Dhúill 