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Poem of the Week | A Cheap Flight After Discharge by Leonie Lacey
A Cheap Flight After Discharge
by Leonie Lacey
Our mother's worry echoes
in his every footstep, a slush
of wet sock meeting frayed insole.
A teaming fog of talk to me talk to me
trails his slighter frame, chokes…
Poem of the Week | Wabash Banner Blue by Bill Ratner
Wabash Banner Blue
by Bill Ratner
Listen to Bill Ratner reading Wabash Banner Blue
A night of trees and winds
mangled sparrows
a dreamless sleep
a shutter opens
nursing in brumal air …
Poem of the Week | Moving by Ruth Quinlan
Moving
by Ruth Quinlan
There is little of me here now.
The final days of sweating, bleaching
erase all but coffee rings on the table,
blushes of wine on the couch,
Blu Tack stains on walls from seven calendars.…
Poems of the Week | Astronomer Seal and Arria by R.P Moran
Astronomer Seal
by R.P Moran
Torpedo snouted,
gazing up to
battleship-grey skies.
Scanning for what?
Sonar singing
through clouds,
fishing for stars;
hungry for
answers.
Arria
after the roadside…
Poem of the Week | Tuesday Night by Sarah O’Neill
Tuesday Night
by Sarah O'Neill
Sometimes I feel like we are two sailors lost at sea.
Stranded for days, bodies slowly dissolving in salt,
Overwhelmed by thirst, our lips a distant memory,
We look at each other and it’s like,…
Poem of the Week | St Rumbold’s Well by Fiona Perry
St Rumbold’s Well
In Memoriam of the Tuam Babies
by Fiona Perry
I was born in a field blazing with corncrake call
A seed released from its casement.
The hedgerows ripped from top to bottom
When I burst into the…
Poems of the Week | Utah Lake and Steady by Debra Fotheringham
Utah Lake
by Debra Fotheringham
From the porch and through
the plea of gulls and warbling songbirds,
I hear the rush and pulse of water
out past the shoreline.
Where wild olives and cottonwoods
embrace…
Poem of the Week | Early Release by James Whyte
Early Release
by James Whyte
The house sat where it always had
on the hill at the end of the lane.
Your father carried your bag from the boot
to the back door as if you were a child again.
It…
Poem of the Week | She Was Lightning by Aisling Twomey
She Was Lightning
by Aisling Twomey
It was years before I learned
that the lightning comes
before the thunder. First
a charge, a flash, a strike that
splits the sky,
demanding attention.
The thunder…
Poem of the Week | Before Staying by Vinny Glynn-Steed
Before Staying
after Brendan Kennelly
by Vinny Glynn-Steed
Speak to me of that night of troubled oarsmen, how we found
our lineage in timber’s forlorn form
a slanted, broken mast; a forgotten import from Golgotha. …