Steps of Lahinch by Joe Healy

Steps of Lahinch I’ve danced many a set Since we first poured concrete For the steps at Lahinch beach. Spacebars separated steel from shuttering. We dowelled the old to new so well, Laid big rocks nearby, to protect against The Atlantic swell. So many have used those...

Micro-physics by Noel Mulqueen

Micro-physics At school I understood none of the nucleus, And little of the nature of Elementary Science; Each new week the Monday Timetable, Reserved triple periods of soul-less ‘Science.’ In the ambience of beakers, bell jars and bunsen-burners With...

Before We Disappear by John Pinschmidt

Before We Disappear (To Teasie) The Japanese film we saw a few weeks ago Unfolded fitfully, but such a moving premise: After we die, but before we disappear We must each declare a moment from our life To live with eternally. Mine would be one with Teasie O’Dwyer...

Apology to Teenagers by Noel Harrington

Apology to Teenagers i’m sorry for what you will become, old; slow; judgemental and jealous; regretful of what you didn’t achieve, experiment with, venture out into; or worse still, spiteful of those who did. you will put on weight, lose hair, count the money in...

Can Do Poetry by Karen J McDonnell

CAN DO POETRY Poetry can be as cold as Scott’s last breath, as definite as the first earthy clod flung down on a coffin, as grief-bound as the man you love in his black suit and tie, as vague as whiteout in Antarctica. Poetry is warm – like bedouin fire in a...