The Famine Cross
At the back of St Josephs Hospital in Longford, there is the local famine graveyard. This poem is dedicated to those interred …
At the back of St Josephs Hospital in Longford, there is the local famine graveyard. This poem is dedicated to those interred …
Picasso was a tad mad… and none the worse for that!
Art and Longford are not two words often seen together, but as with empty venues across the country, the old Providers Hardware …
Its been a crazy week, a stink has been kicked up over the shit that was raised that led to a man …
We know not what lies ahead, As our journey through life we make We walk to meet it regardless With each faltering …
I seek to draw a picture here A shed, roof caving in, Its gable end seen through the door By the artist …
As if Nero, as the city is destroyed Consumed by economic storm Fiddle is played – how good we are Come, listen …
The world, its wonders and promises false, Drive us forward to distraction, Seeking more than what we have, Provocation causes reaction In …
Inspired by the painting by Roz McQuillan She sits there, a modern Venus The seashell thrown to the tossing seas And to …
Barefoot she stands looking out A goat each side and bare of foot A pleasant picture of peasant poverty She has …
The Sugarloafs it flows between The Dargles tinkling waters And by its banks often has been Wicklows courting sons and daughters Kilcroney …