Tag: Nessa O Mahony

  • ‘tree is real silver’ published Poetry Ireland Review (N°138)

      Tree is real silver I. Birds tremble there alighting — (lighting) its stained glass recedes and within each bright ening light ening shape the song of a bird embeds a garnet— Each red-feathered song pewtering silver -ground on lazuli II. I see their (a) -lighting. They leaf the tree in the absence of bud,…

  • Poems from ‘Bartalk’ by Nessa O Mahony

    Silly Me … by Nessa O Mahony to think the beech would shiver differently today. It’s felt the breeze for aeons though the leaves still tremble to that touch. Why expect another shade of blue behind those tossed-sheet clouds? Imagine thinking that the sun might dance or my face would give the game away. If…