MOBILIS IN MOBILI

  Happy Poetry Day Ireland. There will be Time. Back story- Orla Grant-Donoghue originally invited 16 poets to create 16 new poems based on their favourite books and we were going to read these poems at Alan Hanna’s Bookshop in Rathmines Dublin, today. Of course, due to current events, all that was cancelled but it […]

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POETRY DAY IRELAND

Tomorrow is Poetry day Ireland but as we can’t go out and do our thing, we are staying in and doing our thing anyway. Poetry time at Alan Hanna’s Bookshop in Dublin will be online and celebrating from 11am onwards on Thursday. Catch us on twitter and instagram and Facebook and anywhere we can make […]

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A SINGLE DAY IN THREE PARTS

  Part 1 Morning comes with birdsong these days instead of street cars and sirens, Blue Tit and Yellow Hammer next to daisy, daffodil and dandelion as the garden springs like never before. Part 2 Afternoon is found at the far end of the near field because distance is dearer now as we take slow […]

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SHINY HAPPY PERSON

  I do not play chess. I grew bored of board games at an early age, as an only child who lived in his head where fairies were magical and not mauled. I guess I had enough make believe on my shoulder, already. I was ultra-shy as a kid, I guess I didn’t understand who […]

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SUPERMARKET RECIPE

  We come considered, now, congestion side-lined by concern, far from those racing rats who reigned over the old normal, the old days, the old ways. It’s not about choice anymore but proximity- a courgette in place of an aubergine, some Cheddar instead of Stilton, potatoes again instead of that other, sexier, sweeter variety, like […]

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SOUTH CIRCULAR ROAD, DUBLIN 1995

  I slipped recently onto an old road that had circled back onto my diverted path to find myself at first flat, basement floor, 25 years grown between us like the weeds in the forgotten garden where I looked to see if the cobbles still recalled my sole before remembering how, on winter nights that […]

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THE LIGHT INSIDE THE BOOKS

  I found where they keep the light- here, at the far end of the long road, just up from childhood summers near slip-away shores, contained in a considered space where books are bound to interest and cosy corners tipped in velveteen seductions of blue that does anything but chill. Funny, to find this here, […]

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