Alone I am alone Alone I walk Alone I walk this path There are people out there My family are …
A New Spring. A poem by Phil Lynch
Early buds birth their first leaves, cocky crows guard half-built nests on the tops of trees still bare, small birds …
Phone Home. A poem by Sarah O’Connor
It’ll be with us for a long while yet. Or so someone from the Department of Heath told an Oireachtas …
Uncomfortably Numb. A poem by Kai A Gaitley
We said it couldn’t happen and Americans weren’t that dumb, But now we’re so abused that we’re uncomfortably numb. We …
Doing Time. A poem by Thomas Fahey
A canal stroll on a lovely dayIt’s like a day releaseFrom doing time in the jail called Covid-19Keep in mind …