SUMMER STORM for Poetry Day Ireland

  It’s Poetry Day Ireland so I am supporting from abroad. This year’s theme is Truth or Dare so throughout the day I will be posting a few of my older poems on Truth and a few more on being Irish… Summer Storm Beat away at breast; a lie of love grown to lust, grown […]

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HEMEROSCOPIUM

  I build sentences in the mind that had no existence before, a platform to ponder in a place that doesn’t exist, in truth, until it’s been told. I move through this Hemeroscopium like an architect building a house into a home, unearthing light to contrast the shadow my thoughts have been confined in, a […]

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THE GARDEN OF THE MOON

– There is a shadow, like a dream too delirious to light with language, whispering more of what swam away than smears this still water I trudge through beIow a bitter moon that’s made his garden in this breast of man. All words and drawings by Damien B. Donnelly with the aid of the magnetic […]

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CITE 

  A city in shadow, a choice; to stay or leave, to be the inquisitor or the commuter, to be constant in the light or to comprehend the darkness, far from it, to break down the barrier between all there is to see and all there is left of us to fear. All words and […]

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SHROUDED IN HOPE 

  Even when shadows settle over me as shroud, beside me rests a light; a faith in what might still be allowed. All words and photographs by Damien B. Donnelly. Photograph taken at the Dior exhibition at the Musée des Arts Décoratifs, Paris. 

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