over the edge

It's February. We did it! We're past St. Brigid's Day, out of the winter woods and officially on the road to Spring. Brrr. But also - Hurrah! With the grand long stretch this brings in the evenings (Um, it's about 15 minutes - Ed.), you'll…

Happy New Year! Bells have been jingled, eggs have been nogged - Christmas is boxed up, back in the attic - and we reluctantly return to the daily grind that is January. But, despite the weather, it isn't all doom and gloom. Poetrybeat…

It was a sweltering July evening when I read at my very first Over the Edge Summer Open Mic in Galway. I, in my (friend's) blue dress, was TERRIFIED. I was having visions of bursting into flames mid-verse. And then, like an angel from God,…