Tag: Peggie Gallagher
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A Celebration of Irish Women Poets on Bloomsday 2018
‘Hinnerup’ by Jess McKinney . sewing after so long i wonder if there exists a song a glass of water warmed in the sun for each age she’s ever been all the taps here run scalding following the dregs of wine flowing from hot water factories tell me about her lover stagnant on the periphery…
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‘Prime’ and other poems by Peggie Gallagher
Parlour A bolthole, a room half elsewhere adrift in distant grandeur, where breath condenses between damask drapes and the wing of a mahogany table. Where an ear might catch the scratch of a pen, a girl trawling the depths of an inkwell pouring words, slippery as a river of fish spilling loose of their…
Chris Murray 