This piece gets past the polished surface and into the uncertainty that runs through Heaney’s work, where the tension between private voice and public role is never resolved (and the poetry is stronger for that). #SeamusHeaney #Poetry #IrishPoetry #LiteraryCriticism
Storm on the #Island - "We just sit tight while wind dives,
And strafes invisibly..."
So now I need to research if Seamus Heaney experienced a storm on #Anglesey #YnynMôn #Wales
#Ireland #Wales #StormDave #IrishPoetry #IrishSea
Happy St Patrick's Day, poetry world!
We argued which Irish poet to read today -- Heaney? Eavan Boland? Paul Muldoon? Hard to go wrong with Yeats:
"We are blest by everything,
Everything we look upon is blest."
www.poetryfoundation.org/poems/43294/...
#poetry #stpatricksday #yeats #irishpoetry
D’aquí ja n’hem portat al català dos, l’Eavan Boland i el Louis MacNeice. Grans poetes irlandesos. Bona Diada de Sant Patrici!
#IrishPoetry
#StPatricksDay
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Discover the timeless allure of mountains through the evocative lens of Irish poetry in this evocative blog post: abhibhut.blogspot.com/2026/03/moun...
The poem bridges Celtic soul with eternal peaks. 🌄📖 #IrishPoetry #Mountains #PoetryLovers #Poetry
'For Lily Briscoe' & Other Poems by Elena Stack Martin is now available! We will be launching the poetry pamphlet in The Wind Stair on Tuesday the 31/03/26 from 6:30 p.m. - 8:30 p.m. Come along if you can!
#luainpress #forlilybriscoe #elenastackmartinpoet #thewindingstairbookshop #irishpoetry
#BookChatWeekly #GothicSpring #NationalReadingMonth #ReadingCommunity #BookSky #Literature #LiteratureSky #IrishLiterature #CelticLiterature #Poetry #PoetrySky #IrishPoetry #CelticPoetry #Ireland #IrishSky #Celtic #CelticSky #Arcadia #WBYeats #GiovanniBarbieri #GiovanniFrancescoBarbieri
Should I join them
The old fellas
Above Troy’s gate
Demobbed by age
Their fighting days
Long behind them
Good talkers still
Conversation
Like tree-crickets
Or grasshoppers
Settled on branches
Deep in a wood
Voices gently
Lilting lily-like?
Michael Longley #IrishPoetry
A powerful example of the villanelle form, where repetition becomes devotion.
The refrain “Ireland, Ireland!” echoes like a vow.
What do you think repetition does here, lament, prayer, or battle cry?
#Villanelle #IrishPoetry #ClassicPoetry #PoetryCommunity #PoetryLovers #LiteraryForm
Not sure what the collective noun would be for a collection of Heaneys - a rake of Heaneys? #irishpoetry
From @deanbrowne.bsky.social's wonderful debut, "After Party." @picadorbooks.bsky.social
#Irish #Irishpoetry #donegal #gametheory #wizarding
You come in & we quickly leave behind
the thorny rose-gardens of our grown-up fights.
I smooth out the creases in your gentle face
I know I’ve often caused —
while you, keeping me from the shabby coldness
of this outside world,
put the last stitch on my coat.
Enda Wyley #IrishPoetry
You come in & we quickly leave behind
the thorny rose-gardens of our grown-up fights.
I smooth out the creases in your gentle face
I know I’ve often caused —
while you, keeping me from the shabby coldness
of this outside world,
put the last stitch on my coat.
Enda Wyley #IrishPoetry
You come in & we quickly leave behind
the thorny rose-gardens of our grown-up fights.
I smooth out the creases in your gentle face
I know I’ve often caused —
while you, keeping me from the shabby coldness
of this outside world,
put the last stitch on my coat.
Enda Wyley #IrishPoetry
When my grandmother looked into my mother’s eyes
she saw what I see in my daughter’s.
Vona Groarke ‘House Style’ #IrishPoetry
@poetryireland.bsky.social
If you know these things,
you won’t slip your moorings
in heavy weather. Hold fast, you say,
our lake is as alone as the mind
before calm returns, and as handsome
as a scatter of starlings in the winter sky.
Eleanor Hooker ‘Murmuration’
#IrishPoetry
I come out alone onto the boreen,
A flinty path glimmering through mist,
Stilly night, wilderness listening to God,
The constellations in conversation,
Astonishing things up there in the sky,
The earth dozing in pale-blue radiance.
Michael Longley #IrishPoetry
I'd like to give a lake of beer to God. I'd love the Heavenly Host to be tippling there For all eternity. I'd love the men of Heaven to live with me, To dance and sing. If they wanted, l'd put at their disposal Vats of suffering. White cups of love l'd give them With a heart and a half; Sweet pitchers of mercy I'd offer To every man. I'd make Heaven a cheerful spot Because the happy heart is true. I'd make the men contented for their own sake. I'd like Jesus to love me too. I'd like the people of Heaven to gather From all the parishes around. I'd give a special welcome to the women, The three Marys of great renown. I'd sit with the men, the women and God There by the lake of beer. We'd be drinking good health forever And every drop would be a prayer
from his 1989 collection ‘Love of Ireland - Poems from the Irish’. ‘Saint Brigid’s Prayer’, trans Brendan Kennelly #BrigidsDay
‘I’d sit with the men, the women and God,
There by the lake of beer,
We’d be drinking good health forever
And every drop would be a prayer’.
#irishpoetry #spéirgorm
Chuffed to see my article on #jazz and agricultural #modernism in #PatrickKavanagh's "The Great Hunger" in the latest Irish University Review. I must say a big thanks to the IUR editor, @lcollins232.bsky.social, for her patience during a very tricky summer period as well. #IrishStudies #IrishPoetry
The ocean wraps its surf scarf round the shoulder
of the shore. Everything’s in touch with everything else:
the sky with the sea, the wave susurrus
with the zephyr in the fuchsia & furze, the cock crowing
again & again, dawning on us
every second is now.
Greg Delanty #Irishpoetry
Despite the forecast’s promise,
It didn’t snow that night;
But in the morning, flakes began
To glide alright.
Not enough to cover roads
Or even hide the grass;
But enough to change the light.
Bernard O’Donoghue #IrishPoetry
Seamus Heaney Reads His Poem, 'Digging'
www.youtube.com/watch?v=KNRk...
#Poetry
#SeamusHeaney
#IrishPoetry
This'll start looking cool eventually
#illuminatedmanuscript #irishpoetry #traditionalart #gothicscript #calligraphy #medievalmanuscript #medievalart #onyxteethart
Christmas book present
#poetry #seamusheaney @faberbooks.bsky.social #MatthewHollis #rosielaven #BernardODonoghue #poetic #irishpoetry
… The season
seemed to stand on its head, with buds shooting
along briars. Neighbours among themselves this evening
discussed the day & the weather, concluding
that a change indeed is no bad thing,
that all the signs are for an early spring.
Paddy Bushe #IrishPoetry
Afternoon sun on my back,
irregular slap of water on rock,
and then, a skylark.
Fine sand blown over
the hill’s top, over the lake,
swans, and the sounds they make.
Aquamarine, the colour of the sea.
Nobody to say my name,
no one to listen to me.
Joan McBreen #IrishPoetry
It’s the whiff of memory, the memory
of memory lost, reaching down
to the deserted famine village,
breaking the hearts of ghosts
waving handkerchiefs of whitethorn
from gaping windows across the eternity
of the spangling Atlantic.
Greg Delanty #IrishPoetry
