The poem below may prove a little elusive to readers outside Irish culture. It was published in Poetry Ireland Review during 2013. What I wanted to do was write out my ‘lexicon’ of the aspects of life on this island that in some way have marked or nudged or impressed themselves on my life. It’s […]Read more "poem: AN IRISH LEXICON"
It’s that time of hear when, on entering any bookshop, I’m struck by the shimmering height of packed shelves of new titles, and what looks like acres and acres of vertical ‘fields’ of written word, and then my eye falls to the colourful stacks on broad tables (the ones we’re really meant to see). It […]Read more "Irish Publishing in the 21st Century"
So this is what remains to me in the final weeks of 2014: John MacKenna’s pellucid novel “Joseph”, Peter Sirr’s exquisite poetry collection “The Rooms” and Martina Devlin’s intriguing novel “The House Where it Happened”. What strikes me is not so much the similarities between writers – whether we speak of poetry or fiction – […]Read more "DECEMBER BOOK-LOG: the ones caught flashing in my net . . ."
Dear Poets, I realise I’ve been remiss in speaking about exactly how I approach a poem, and the trajectory of my own poetic writing experience since I began trying to finish poems when I was in my mid-twenties. I could quote indefinitely from various other writers about how this is done, from Mary Oliver to […]Read more "How I Write Poetry, (sent to some of my students during October 2014)."
The year is turning down again towards the mid-winter deeps of darkness and celebration. The book-launch season is in full swing again, as it always is in spring and autumn. From now till Christmas the books will pour out and add to the walls and walls of paper stacked in bookshops the length and breadth […]Read more "October Thoughts"
Originally posted on Barbara O'Donnell:
“Lost Tribe of the Wicklow Mountains” is Dave Lordan’s third collection of poetry, all of which are published by Salmon Poetry. Dave Lordan is a poet, performer, playwright, editor and creative writing teacher based in Dublin. He works in Irish radio and press, in person and with groups. One…
As someone who actually likes airports and passing through them, I was drawn to this tale of a brother, a father, and a recently dead sister whose body they have just arranged to have flown home to the USA from Germany. The woman dies in Berlin, but for certain reasons is being flown home from […]Read more "An Airport, a Life. Greg Baxter’s recent novel “Munich Airport” (Penguin)"