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...

Aux Yeux Bandés / Blindfolded

Aux Yeux Bandés Personne ne voit L’aveugle qui joue de l’accordéon – Personne n’écoute Sa musique dans la rue. Mais il écoute La foule qui passe sous silence, Et il voit Les notes derrière ses yeux, Et dans sa bouche Il chant les excuses du...

Autumn Love by Brian Mooney

Autumn Love (i.m. Deirdre Corcoran) As though life was some sort of rind, death the fruit, people said I would find you in the raw mists, the sloe dew. Autumn was in your hair, all right, your nipples, rose-hip red, smoke from the foggy brush-pyres your incense...