Category Archives: Poetry

Present-absent Father

The present-absent father; There, but not really. Night duty, dog, swing — shift work; “Don’t make noise, your father’s sleeping.”   The memories are mixed: Hot whiskies — the wintery waft of clove, lemon, Jameson steaming from the glass. But … Continue reading

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Turnpike

In the cavernous darkness of snug, among the forest of dark brown bar stools, beside the shadowy hearth in which a low peat fire smoldered wandered a little boy; Sniffing the sweet-and-sour smell of stale beer, fingering sodden beer mats … Continue reading

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Washed Ashore

Every month or two, Some merciful vagary of current or tide, Carries a body to shingle shore or sandy slob. From Lough Corrib and the Galway river to the Claddagh Basin, Washed ashore. In off Blackrock with the white horses … Continue reading

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Camellia in Flower

How I wish to catch again the bright burst buds of our camellia in flower, Candy-red explosions on the west wall of my childhood home’s driveway in Ennis, Co. Clare, In April — or a good year, March — watch … Continue reading

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The Ghost of Christmases Past

The ghost of Christmases past is present in the low amber light of the solstice sun. You make that journey every year, revisiting your childhood like a magus trekking over desert to lay golden gifts at the foot of a … Continue reading

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