Category:Events

Poems

Gerard Smyth

I tried to smile while she plucked / the old bandage from the red line of hurt / where the scalpel did its abrasive work / and the yellowing bruise / ...

Poems

John Walsh

I met Emily Dickinson down on Grafton Street. / On a Saturday afternoon, there was hardly room / to sneeze. When I first saw her, I was fascinated / by her hair, tied back in a bun. I just stood / ...

Poems

Val Nolan

Before the by-pass / This had been the by-pass. / Fields of sick conifers. Tender verges. / Black birds hacking at a multitude / ...

Poems

Paul McMahon

She put her small nose, pierced with a pearl, / To the open gramophone of the flowers, / One then the other, breathing both in, / Before getting up and walking casually / ...

Poems

Rita Ann Higgins

The fates are on a bank holiday weekend / showing off around the long wards. / The spinner spins herself / into a menacing match with a melanoma / ...

Poems

Ryan Dennis

It is the commerce of farmers with hands in their pockets. / It is used by old wives / and the things they’ve known not having. / The stains in his pants are scattered language, / ...

Poems

Trevor Conway

The tiptoe of rain / Tapping as we huddle / Under the black umbrella. / Curves: your cheek, / ...

Poems

Sandra Bunting

This place called Galway / has other names, sea names, secret names. / It beckoned to us many years ago, / then turned us into familiar figures, / ...