If You Knew What if you knew you’d be the last to touch someone? If you were taking tickets, for example, at the theatre, tearing them giving back the ragged stubs, […]

Girls Overheard While Assembling a Puzzle Are you sure this blue is the same as the blue over there? This wall’s like the bottom of a pool, its colour I […]

  This is what was bequeathed us: This earth the beloved left And, leaving, Left to us. No Other world But this one: Willows and the river And the factory […]

  Falling Leaves I’ve read about falling leaves in fifty thousand poems novels    and so on watched leaves falling in fifty thousand movies seen leaves fall fifty thousand times […]

  Bestselling Canadian author Rupi Kaur.

As I work away at editing my manuscript  The Lucky Season, I am haunted by Seamus Heaney’s directives to writers. Like the one in the title of this post.  But the […]

from Lightenings viii The annals say: when the monks of Clonmacnoise Were all at prayers inside the oratory A ship appeared above them in the air. The anchor dragged along […]

THE DOOR WAS OPEN AND THE HOUSE WAS DARK In Memory of David Hammond The door was open and the house was dark Wherefore I called his name, although I […]

Postscript And some time make the time to drive out west Into County Clare, along the Flaggy shore, In September or October, when the wind And the light are working […]

In Places You Can’t Reach You might have noticed how animals may groom each other in places they cannot reach on their own, That is what my poems are all […]