Two poems by Doireann Ní Ghríofa

Museum I am custodian of this exhibition of erasures, curator of loss. I watch over pages of scribbles, deletions, obliterations, in a museum that preserves not what is left, but what is lost. Where arteries are unblocked, I keep the missing clots. I collect all the lasered tattoos that let skin start again. In this exhibition of erasures, I am curator of loss. See the … Continue reading Two poems by Doireann Ní Ghríofa

Three poems by Jessica Traynor

  Road This old invention: immaculate in morning sunshine, relaxing in the heat like a girl who wants to dance although the night has been long. Guided by the central yin, a car reveals children’s faces – morning daisies shut tight against the last of the frost. A second shared with them; fractured understanding grasped at, let falter. The road in silence is duller, hums … Continue reading Three poems by Jessica Traynor