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  • A Celebration of Women’s Poetry on International Women’s Day 2019

    A Celebration of Women’s Poetry on International Women’s Day 2019

    Image: Srilata Krishnan Poethead has been celebrating the achievements of women writers, editors and translators for over a decade. International Women’s Day 2019 is no exception. This year I have decided to highlight the work of women poets from my international index and to introduce my readers to some new Irish poets. I am very…

  • My Report from the Field at VIDA; Women in the Literary Arts

    My Report from the Field at VIDA; Women in the Literary Arts

      There is a cruel lie in Ireland, that women poets’ and writers’ absence from our cultural narrative, and by extension from the imaginative creation of the state, is based on their invisibility within the literary canon. That lie is based in the failure of academia to contextualize and historicize the place of women literary…

  • ‘Aleph to Taf’ and other poems by Emma McKervey

    ‘Aleph to Taf’ and other poems by Emma McKervey

    Aleph to Taf The magpie uses a rudder to steer by. I watch the long feathers of its tail turn according to its needs. The women here swear they see them singly for weeks before a death, but that is only said after the fact and I know you can see as many as you…

  • ‘The Maze’ and other poems by Sarah Al-Haddad

    ‘The Maze’ and other poems by Sarah Al-Haddad

      In The Ocean’s Company The ocean converses with my soul, Its waves constantly break at the shore, With such delicacy that it calms my very core. The composure of the waves Against the conflict coming from within Poses a pronounced contrast. I tremble and agonize with self-doubt, “Will I ever be as healthy as…

  • ‘Eclogue’ and other poems by Tara Lynn Hawk

    ‘Eclogue’ and other poems by Tara Lynn Hawk

    Eclogue   Recalcitransitory word bubbles Such a dovecote of lies And a blight of didactic, dissatisfied thought Moral originality fades, declines Providence us no longer timeless My infelicities discarded I retreat to my true philosophy Unlimited by my range of perception Back to particles elemental I will not join the minds left empty    …

  • ‘Magnificat’ (1917) by Geraldine Plunkett Dillon

    ‘Magnificat’ (1917) by Geraldine Plunkett Dillon

      MAGNIFICAT by Geraldine Plunkett Dillon (1891 – 1986)   1  (Untitled)   While you are in Kilkenny town, I see your grace in every tree; Your hair is as the branches brown, The birches have your bravery.   Your strength in mountain oaks I find, Eagles in this have built their nest; With supple sally twigs you bind…

  • Talking Poetry at The Pan Review

    Talking Poetry at The Pan Review

    My thanks to Mark Andresen who took the time to ask me what it is I do in poetry, publishing women, and my interest in reclamation. You can read the interview in its entire here.   “First, we must acknowledge the absence of the early modernists, the Irish language poets, and the experimentalists from the…

  • “I’m not a city” and other poems by Kinga Fabó

    The Transfiguration of the Word Open, the sea appeared asleep. Carrying its waves. A pulse under the muted winter scene. Throwing a smile on the beach. A nun-spot on the hot little body. A color on the broken glass. A gesture that was once closed. Lovely as the sea stood up. Throwing a smile on…

  • “Brother” and other poems by Clodagh Beresford Dunne

    Brother Don’t look at the rosemary on the fridge shelf – it will remind you of the lamb you cooked yesterday and how you laughed at the notion of posting next Sunday’s roast Down Under.   Don’t think that staring at a television screen will fill the void. The Sydney cricket match on the afternoon…

  • “Detail” and other poems by Rachel Coventry

    Detail The world is full stretched, and sick with possibility. You find yourself in a gallery ill with heat and standing. Waiting for some man to play his ridiculous hand. So bored of art, but then forced into wakefulness by the feet of Diego Velazquez’ Cristo Crucificado. All suffering now upon you and you bear…