Poem by Ariela Hercek LONGING I have forgotten how to belong to an ocean, its slip and slide licking my skin like an ancient lover licking strawberry juice off my fingers all those years ago, wailing steadily in my dreams still, like a church bell calling me to mass...
Poem by Kaja Safar RINGS AND WINGS AND IRON On overgrown bridges old, in meadows sunlit or shadows cold, in nature’s every nook and cranny mushroom rings or flower circles – be it two or be it many! – adorn the isle of emerald green. Of all the beings...
Poem by Ariela Hercek DÁ FHADA AN LÁ TAGANN AN TRÁTHNÓNA* Recently I’ve learned that the Irish have a word for every seemingly trying period of year we go through: May with its schoolwork and shaky weather and tiredness is ...
Poem by Conor Dunne “FAIR ENOUGH” The fairest of cities, fallen and risen, walking past Wilde and Molly, and the quays, reminiscing. The pouring rain, the emerald land, the pints of plain, the “it’ll be grand.” Just like Joyce, I had to leave the best of...
Poem by Pino Pograjc FALSE IDOLS I saw a tiny woodlouse strolling through my room with a golden shell and marble legs, creating a beat, a succession of steps from an eternal soul, divine in its nature, coercing me to dance. So I danced, trampled the wood beneath my...
Poem by Kaja Safar THE BANSHEE On a cold mossy rock she sits, counting souls and bearing gifts of terror, grievance and salt water, for someone’s mother, son or daughter will take in their last drop of life, one last sigh of sweet delight. Her hair will glisten...
