The Wednesday Poetry Corner With Aidan Tiffin (Aged 10)
Introducing the poetry of a wonderful young poet ~ Aidan Tiffin. Aidan is the son of the sister of a very dear friend of mine. I think Aidan, who was … Continue reading
In The Sandbox With Dr. Koshy
In this week’s, In The Sandbox, Ampat Koshy discusses a subject very close to my own heart ~ whether or not poetry is particularly national or not. I would like … Continue reading
In Memory Of My Mother
I want to reach across the sky to realms beyond the blue to where you are imagined still and I remember you your face was soft, your lilting tongue a … Continue reading
For St. Patrick’s Day: The Children Of Lir by Niamh Clune
On darkened cloud, so great it blotted out the sun, The Tuatha De Danann alighted on the ancient mountains of Connemara to lay claim upon the west coast or Erin. … Continue reading
Wayne’s Leprechaun
“Friends in British Intelligence? Who in bloody Ireland has a friend in
British Intelligence? The prime minister couldn’t get an answer from those
bastards.”
The Legend of Tír na nÓg by Niamh Clune
Niamh Chinn Óir mounted her white stallion to ride the warm, west wind. Her golden hair, wild and free as horse’s mane danced in gay abandon. This journey, fit for none other than she of the faery folk had not been made for centuries.
Niamh Clune 
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