We send ‘comhghairdeas’ to both for this important recognition of their work. Continue reading
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The ‘Contraceptive Train’ and Dr Caroline De Costa
This brave act of defiance, with Caroline as part of the group, paved the way for discussions about access to contraception in the ROI and particularly highlighted the need to start exploratory discussions on the provision of contraception for Irish women living there. Continue reading
Fiche bliain i nGaeltacht Laimbé agus Ráth Chairn: Twenty years in the Lambay-Rathcairn Gaeltacht
What we seldom see in print, though, are those individuals stories from the Lambay-Rathcairn Gaeltacht experiment that point to another kind of success. Éamonn Ó Neachtain is one such person. Continue reading
A Poem from Diane Fahey
Yet fifty years later
Seán Ó Conaill could tell, word for word,
a story he’d heard, as a boy,
read from a journal. Continue reading
ISAANZ Conference (6-7 December): registration open
ISAANZ AGM The 14th ISAANZ Annual General Meeting will be held via Zoom on Tuesday 7th December 2021 at 5:00pm NZDT (Auckland),3:00pm AEDT (Melbourne), 4:00am GMT (Dublin) SECRETARY: Matthew Ryan Email: secretary [at] isaanz.org
The Elusive Fenian
While his comrades John Devoy, John Boyle O’Reilly, and Michael Davitt achieved international renown over decades, Cody was so shadowy that historians lost track of him after the celebrated Catalpa rescue of 1876. Continue reading
The Lillypilly Tree
The branches were bending in the wind. Branches. An Craoibhín Aoibhinn. That was the pen name of the writer Douglas Hyde… Continue reading
Dánta Nua le Colin Ryan
agus an ciúnas/a d’fhág an té a chuaigh
in airde fadó/ina dhiaidh
and the quietness left by the one who went up long ago Continue reading
Ghosts of Irish Australia: Mary Kirwan
My name is Mary Kirwan, from Wexford, Ireland. Hello to my newly-found descendants in South Australia. I would never have guessed that tragedy in my daughter’s early married life would have resulted in my DNA ending up at the bottom of the world. Continue reading
Diane Fahey Poems
The wind coursed through the trees –
an invisible ship,
its sails whiffling and hallooing,
its weightless heft juddering. Continue reading
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