THE IDENTITY OF AN ISLANDER

  Entity. Identity. I identify. Running gives no reason until you run out of places to hide. Identity. I identify. I recognise now what it means to be connected. A continent can be chaos. An island doesn’t have to isolate. I. Island. I can identify as an entity of this island. I didn’t hear them […]

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SUMMER’S STORM

  Heaven’s howling! Summer forsaken, storms converge, heaven’s howling! We have flittered too long fowling; nature forsaken, gods now purge our wasted ways, our sloth, our splurge, heaven’s howling!     All words and photographs by Damien B. Donnelly This is a repost.

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SUNKEN SHIPS AT SEA

  And down fell the sun and drowned within the sea and rough raged the wreckage as the sailors tried to flee. And down fell the sun as a storm claimed the skies and water stole the rafters and silence crushed the cries. And down fell the sun as the sirens swam to shore and […]

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IF ONLY

  We are land birds, bound birds, we have made homes in twisted trees growing hallow, growing hard. We are land birds, ground birds, we have been deluded by illusions growing careless, growing cold. We are land birds, drowned birds, in a dying desert growing doubtful, going dry. If only we had been sea birds, […]

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THROUGH THE SANDS

  And when they danced she would hold him, her perfume by his face, his hands as her strength as they waltzed through their current as the tides swept the shore, through love and labour, to the first born, still born, through the twins who stopped the tears and the girls who tied the bows […]

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