This Could Be Ireland Through Which Im Passing
On a train journey from Macedonia into Serbia back in 2010, at the border crossing we entered the Presevo Valley. Reflecting on …
The Fall of the Germans of Vrsac
The Banat Germans dispapperaered after WWII. From forced migration to revenge attacks, only a small minority remain, often hiding among repectable minorities …
Visiting a Church at Vršac
This poem was written visiting Serbia for the first time nearly ten years ago now, if not more… It stands there like …
Temple to a Newer God
Where once they worshipped Apollo Zeus, other Gods and Pan There now stands the Church to the Son of God Made flesh, …
Neath Trees I Sit And Think A Bit
Neath trees I sit and think a bit As the noon day scorching sun He who with energy was fired is now …
Girl in Black, Child on a Swing
Shes young herself, not yet twenty Or at least she looks so to me And swings her child upon a swing And …
Kid in a Cart in Kosovo
This poem is a few years old. To this day, there are still Roma, Egyptian and Ashkali families in lead polluted homes, …
Saint Theodore of Vrsac
Under the Holy Flag of Saint Sava Six hundred villages united, strong Rose under Theodor, for freedom to strike Living under the …
Was I the First at the Pantheon Gaelic to Speak?
“In anim Dhroim” , out loud I said As the Pantheon I beheld To be seen up close by the eye The …
Few Turks in This Town Anymore
Few Ottomans are in Knes Selo That once ruled here before The call to prayer does not ring Around these hills anymore …
A Woman Sweeping, Passed By A Poet
Her back to me as I passed by Her doorstep by her swept By a handbroom without a long handle Her home …
Dusky Aphrodite of the Smiling Eyes
She was the loudest and the most beautiful Her smile came from the soul Through the eyes as much as through the …
Pannonia in Peace and War
These plains wide watered By seasons rains from the sky Bringing life to earth. These plains wide watered By mans blood shed …
Freedom – To Be Still a Slave
Each man is free, so lucky is he To money to be, a slave so free… But he is not, let it …
Love of God – Hatred of Fellow Man
Monasteries in Kosovo hold some of the most militant churchmen, who pray to the God of love, and then preach war and …
Two Words Between Strangers
“Dobar dan” said I to a stranger As at me the old man stared In a Calvin Klien T-Shirt that screamed AMERICA!!!! …
The Fields of Vojvodina
The fields of Vojvodina are as flat as the world is round A fairer land bar Ireland is rarer to be found… By …
Skopje At Night
The ladies are very friendly In the carpark outside the hotel If your interested and have money For you all will be …
As If a Pop Star
The African girls smiling, even from the eyes, And jumping, laughing screaming And I, apprehensive knew I wasn’t But wished I was …
Sitting in the Mouth of the Cave of Pan
Sitting in the mouth of the Cave of Pan With Athens spread far below Its easy to see the divinity of the …