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A Country Burial

A Poem by Edward Reilly   Brennan was put to rest in a northern suburbs cemetery. An apt enough place, for, as James has it, we’re all suburbanites When it comes to the literary world, there being no city Where writers type up copy in this lumbering language Other than London or New York, where journals can … Continue reading →

Dánta le Colin Ryan

Brionglóid Bhí an chearc uisce anseo, an foitheach is an corp ar a shuaimhneas ar snámh ag breathnú suas ar áilleacht éigin a lámh in airde aige d’fhonn toradh a stoitheadh i ngéaga an aeir: ag imeacht dó le sruth d’fhás bláth ina lámh a ndearnadh éan de (níor aithin mé é, bheadh orm a … Continue reading →

The Race is Over

A Poem by Noela Frawley The Race is Over Melbourne Cup Day             November fifth 1963 Gatum Gatum wins ridden by Jimmy Johnson Mum’s favourite jockey ……………………………………………..Archbishop Mannix lies dying ……………………………………………..in his cold bedroom at Raheen …………………………………………………a single bar heater gives no comfort ……………………………………………..four months less a day ……………………………………………..short of … Continue reading →

Commemorations and Protest Poetry

Commemorations and Protest Poetry

Many of the participating poets had been enthusiastic supporters of the Gaelic League – Irish language advocates, poets, playwrights, newspaper writers on cultural and socialist matters. Their loss must have been a severe one to the emergent Free State. Continue reading →