Poetry Friday
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
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
Last Night the Rain Spoke to Me Last night the rain spoke to me slowly, saying, what joy to come falling out of the brisk cloud, to be happy again in a new… Continue reading
Today I’m flying low and I’m not saying a word. I’m letting all the voodoos of ambition sleep. The world goes on as it must, the bees in the garden rumbling a little,… Continue reading
We’ve spent the first week of 2014 making resolutions about things we wish to achieve in the coming year. Even if we have framed them less as resolutions, and more as words to… Continue reading
Time for this week’s round-up of the best of the blog posts which I’ve read over the past week. These are the posts that have moved me, taught me something, inspired me, and which… 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