| “The Chinese New Year 2013 marks the year of the Snake graceful and dark at the same time. As one year bows out to another I often reflect on past occurrences failures and wins, silly mistakes, see if I have learned from them. Death brought many clouds of grief at losing my brother so suddenly family gatherings feel strained we all want to talk about him but don’t for fear it will create even more sadness. Like a lost bead on a necklace, the space a constant reminder of his passing. Death is a leveler of sorts a stopper of tracks just like the new year as it approaches vows will be made and broken there will be make-ups and break-ups. Haves and have-nots, peace and war. With my anthology of wishes I push on. I wish 2013 be the year man returns to listening to his intuition like the ancestors did working from within using inner radar learn to be more spiritually aware of others. Respect the songs of others like the birds in the sky their choruses are many and they live freely. Slow down and awaken to the new.”. 2013 is © Aine MacAodha Thanks to Aine for her poem 2013 to mark this New Year on Poethead. I am adding Aine’s website landing-page, Poetry and Links. Aine has published Fire of the Gaels on Poethead previously, and I have included her in my Index of Women Poets.
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Tag: Aine Mac Aodha
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Fire of the Gaels!
‘She is every woman
who struggles for survival
in a world of prisons
of one form or another.
Her stories, etched on the
landscapes of the universe.
She is the mouth
of the Blackwater,
the secrets of the Alder,
the writing on the caves
and the shedder of light.
She is the blueprints
of the past,
the wishes of the unborn,
the spirit of the crops
and the heat of the sun
bursting on buds.
Shes the midges on the lough,
the guardian of the wells,
the bones of the earth
and the ties that bind
by spirit and blood.
Shes the songs sung so often
renewed on the lips of the young.
Her tongue fiery can cut like an axe
or sooth like a lullaby.
She is goddess of the people,
the fire on the hills.
Shes the shadow on the stones
glinting on river beds.
The breath of a new morning,
and a beacon in the night.
She is every woman.
She is Aine,
fire of the gaels.’
Fire of the Gaels is © Aine Mac Aodha, all rights reserved. The poem was first published in Argotistonline
Aine Mac Aodha lives in Omagh. Her work has been published internationally as well as locally, and in the UK. She is a Founder member of The Busheaneys Writers Group and The Derry Playhouse Writers. Her work has appeared in Luciole Press, The Glasgow Review, Irish Haiku, Pirene’s Fountain and Argotist online to name a few. She begins much of her writing at her Residencies at The Tyrone Guthrie Centre in Monaghan and is greatful to her time spent there.
Her poetry is plainly written, she is inspired by the Irish landscape and by poets Seamus Heaney, John Montague, Rumi, Basho and many of the modern poets today.Related links
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