The seventy-something next door is planted into a sycamore, his chainsaw roars as he lops and him stretched-out near the …
Jailbreak. A poem by Trish Bennett
http://pendemic.ie/jailbreak-a-poem-by-trish-bennett/Feck this cocoon, I’m heading out, the Mother declares over the phone. When I ask where she’s going, she replies, …
God Bless the Bees. A Poem by Trish Bennett
http://pendemic.ie/god-bless-the-bees-a-poem-by-trish-bennett/The Mother, cocooned in Leitrim, takes out her frustration on wandering roses and other wayward strays, who assume they can …
A Breath of Fresh Air. A poem by Trish Bennett
http://pendemic.ie/a-breath-of-fresh-air-a-poem-by-trish-bennett/Our road is loaded. Gun-metal-grey people-carriers armed with children, hot-blooded-racers with roaring exhausts, quarantined pensioners — out for the air, …
Pendemic writers read on RTÉ’s Poetry Programme Special: Poems in a Pandemic
http://pendemic.ie/pendemic-writers-read-on-rtes-poetry-programme-special-poems-in-a-pandemic/We were delighted that three of our Pendemic contributors were invited to read their work on RTÉ’s Poetry Programme Special: …