Returning ‘You say I am repeating something I have said before… I shall say it again. This is the spring time but not in time’s covenant.’ – T.S. Eliot, East Coker/Little Gidding One afternoon I woke up words no one uses now: When Flora had ourfret the firth, in May of every moneth queen, when … Continue reading Two poems by Kevin Cahill
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‘Poem for Oscar with Stars in it’ by Kevin Graham
Poem for Oscar with Stars in it Hoisted in the high chair of my arm – all bum and elbows and chocolate ice-cream hands – you point a finger up at the fluid night sky and say star. We’re on the porch of your uncle’s house, on one of the year’s fledgling days, a couple … Continue reading ‘Poem for Oscar with Stars in it’ by Kevin Graham
‘The Kaleidoscope My Big Brother Gave Me’ by Ann Leahy
The Kaleidoscope My Big Brother Gave Me It created geometric processions out of rooms: made a pair of butterflies rise from a fireside chair, caused a ball of wool to fan and become a guelder-rose, a cylinder of gas to spoke into a four-pronged star, eight eyes to glisten from a hot-plate ringed with chrome. … Continue reading ‘The Kaleidoscope My Big Brother Gave Me’ by Ann Leahy
‘Feathers’ by Mark Granier
Feathers She gave me an etching she’d made of a single feather, one of the short, curled ones that plump ski-jackets and pillows. I asked for it, though it may also have been a kind of parting gift to something that could never get off the ground. * Feathers found in amber … Continue reading ‘Feathers’ by Mark Granier
Two poems by Jane Clarke
The Finest Specimen When I was a child my father wrote the twelve fair days of Roscommon on the back of a Players pack and taught me to recite them as farmers used to do. He showed me where the blacksmith had inscribed 1865 on a gate - the year Yeats was born, he’d say. … Continue reading Two poems by Jane Clarke