Category: Ireland
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“Delicate” by C. Murray
Delicate We trace our path from the harbour to a dark-stepped lane opening out onto the old churchyard. Green and blue sea-glass, a rough blush pink is clearlit. We find small rib bones scattered there. I pick up the cap of a skull. Small, its sponge ossified to a mineralized honeycomb. I cup its yellow…
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“The Moment Daphne Survived” and other poems by Maria Karapish
The Moment Daphne Survived First, it was my legs that went shooting down below the known world that knew me. As they reached further and further and continued to extend until I touched upon something safe and nurturing and secretive but liberating all at once, as my lower half Was shielded from your hungry eyes.…
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“Villanelle to Cold Psalms” and other poems by Jane Burn
Villanelle to Cold Psalms Here among the gloam owls, their cry of cold psalms I am treetops, bearing a crown of night. The dark is born. I imagine the death I would make in the strange of your arms, shiver beneath the void of stars, sing the charm of moths. Wish them against my neck.…
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“Swimming” and other poems by Eimear Bourke
Cerebral Sorbet I’d like to take my brain out Just for a day. And put it on ice Cerebral sorbet A chance to cool down and let these thoughts melt away A hollow cranium could be lots of fun My skull drying out while I play in the sun I’d go to the beach and…
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“Queen Medb Speaks to the Shy Poet” and other poems by Trish Bennett
Connemara Rocks You held me with champagne in a Galway crystal glass. The light fizzed through its facets, and danced a sparkling ring. ‘No dawter of mine’ll be on time, make him wait’ you said. Your brother; our driver, obeyed. We parked at the church, set into the mouth of a bad turn. The blessed…
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“The Other Side of Things” and other poems by Robyn Rowland
I. The Other Side of Things. from the sequence Sky Gladiatorials Captain John Alcock and Lieutenant Arthur Whitten Brown made the first non-stop aerial crossing of the Atlantic, Newfoundland to Ireland, 1919.Previous to that, they both flew for Britain in World War I. Alcock ‘was the first man to bomb Istanbul’; then, with plane trouble,…
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The Blue Hare (An Giorria Gorm) and other poems by Jackie Gorman
The Blue Hare Stepping off the path, a silver car rushes by. I never saw it coming, yet I felt the ground give way. I knelt down within myself. The hare that lives in my mind, snug in her thick coat and safe in her wide-open eyes, breaks free and runs across me. She purrs,…
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“Ecliptic” and other poems by Karen O’Connor
Red He said my chi was unbalanced Suggested I wear a red linen shawl Around my waist – to keep my liver warm Yoda of the herb world Laughed at my expression Admitted it sounded odd But red always means heat, he explained So I wore it, next to my kidneys Like the scarlet woman…
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“The Many Splintered Night” and other poems by Aishling Alana Heffernan
The Many Splintered Night The trembling of my fingers as I hit the keypad, wakens the dire horror of an unfocussed brain that seeps too much into the mire of focussed restraint. To dance under the moonlight in the eyes of the lights that pound into my head, with the horror of a dancers aching…
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“Homage To Kinsale” and other poems by Linda Ibbotson
In the Absence of Boundaries – The Third Movement A note from the other side of silence hangs in mid-air blue. Undefined, intangible, unchartered, neither lengthening nor shortening or pulled by gravity’s umbilical chord. I wonder if the wind will carry it in her wings, perhaps into another realm? Is it transcending, tentatively balanced on…
Chris Murray 