Poetry Friday
Life will break you. Nobody can protect you from that, and living alone won’t either, for solitude will also break you with its yearning. You have to love. You have to feel. It… Continue reading
Life will break you. Nobody can protect you from that, and living alone won’t either, for solitude will also break you with its yearning. You have to love. You have to feel. It… Continue reading
Had I Not Been Awake Had I not been awake I would have missed it, A wind that rose and whirled until the roof Pattered with quick leaves off the sycamore And got… Continue reading
When Death Comes When death comes like the hungry bear in autumn; when death comes and takes all the bright coins from his purse to buy me, and snaps the purse shut; when… Continue reading
A Gift Just when you seem to yourself nothing but a flimsy web of questions, you are given the questions of others to hold in the emptiness of your hands, songbird eggs that… Continue reading
Caged Bird The free bird leaps on the back of the wind and floats downstream till the current ends and dips his wings in the orange sun rays and dares to claim the… Continue reading
I am dedicating this week’s Mindful Monday post to the memory of Seamus Heaney, Ireland’s most beloved poet, who died on Friday and who will be buried today in Bellaghy Cemetery in Derry. ‘Postscript’… Continue reading
The uncharacteristic summer heatwave we’ve been experiencing in Ireland for the past three weeks has broken and spots of dark rain have started to appear outside my kitchen window. I am drinking a… Continue reading
Your pain is the breaking of the shell that encloses your understanding. ven as the stone of the fruit must break, that its heart may stand in the sun, so must you… Continue reading
Nine Squares is the title of a poem by Liz, author of the Paw Paw Salad blog, and when I read it today, I just had to share it with you. This poem… Continue reading