Tag: New Irish Poetry

  • “The Rosemary” Recorded for Poetry File RTÉ Lyric FM

    She said that Aisling let her cut the sprigs. It is 3.15 p.m, it is Thursday, I am examining two rosemary sprigs their blue-green, their silver underlight. She is stripping the small base leaves from a third, tapping its heel, putting it in a glass of crystal-clear-water for planting out with the roses in October.…

  • ‘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,…

  • ‘Mangoes are a night food’ and other poems by Finnuala Simpson

    ‘Mangoes are a night food’ and other poems by Finnuala Simpson

    Linen A candied calligraphy of colours, I said that I would change the sheets later. And I said also that I could handle it but I could not, and will I fry for that? I may, but only if you return. The stink of sheep hangs on me like wisdom. You leave in a blur…

  • ‘The Talking Cure’ and other poems by Angela Carr

    The Tiger’s Tail   City, a howl of chemical laughter; menace fingers the air, seeking purchase in the drunken smoulder of narrow streets. Young girls toss ironed curtains of ebony hair — shared tribal head-dress. Tiger sucklings, knock-kneed, moon-eyed calves, they perch on the heights of borrowed triumph: Prada, Miu Miu, Louboutin. Fierce children, almost…