Níl i spéir gan scamall ach scéal gan focal ar bhileog fholamh. A cloudless sky is but an empty story on a blank page. Continue reading
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What’s on September/October and beyond
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What’s on August/September and beyond
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Poetry/Filíocht: Michael Patrick Moore, Robyn Rowland, Julie Breathnach-Banwait
The Habit of Leaving by Robyn Rowland Commissioned by John Carty for his slow air/jig ‘Seanamhac Tube Station’ In the 1970–80s the Irish were the largest immigrant community in Britain. John grew up there and played in the pub, ‘The Good Mixer’. Multi-awarded Irish traditional musician on fiddle, banjo, flute and tenor guitar, he wanted … Continue reading
What’s on July/August and beyond
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What’s on June/July and beyond
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Filíocht: Colin Ryan, Julie Breathnach-Banwait, Dymphna Lonergan.
Faoi cheo an tír faoi cheona crainn ina gcuimhne orthu féinna bóithre ag téaltúi dtreo na rúndiamhrais scáth an duine cois claíag féachaint anall ortas saol atá i bhfolachas saol a mheabhraíonn ort Under mist the land under mistthe trees a memory of themselvesthe roads creepingtowards mysteriesand someone’s shadow by a fencelooking over at youfrom … Continue reading
What’s on May/June and beyond
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Irish-Australian Women Writers: 1. Eliza Hamilton Dunlop (1796–1880)
Eliza was obviously interested in people who came from different cultures, and she tried to understand them by studying their languages. We see this in some of her first poems written in Ireland. For instance, she made a point of using Irish placename spellings, rather than anglicised ones, when describing the impressive natural features of south County Down, including the Mourne Mountains. Continue reading
‘Hear the echo from the barn barrel’: learning Irish in Newfoundland
Class took place on Monday night around the kitchen table, and it was always a relaxing cultural evening. Afterwards the chat continued often to near midnight. Indeed, there were times I felt transported to a farm house in the Donegal Gaeltacht of the 1960s and that I was not in Canada at all. Continue reading
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