Garcia Lorca – Anti-Fascist Poet Murdered By Franco

The Spanish world has produced many fine poets not known fully by those of us who don’t have the necessary language skills. It’s a source of great frustration for lovers of poetry to realize that there is so much in the way of fine writing that is unavailable to them. Garcia Lorca is one poet […]

Poem By Palestinian Refugee – This Is Why We Dance

This is a powerful piece of poetry from a young Palestinian refugee from Jerusalem who was a victim of Israeli ethnic cleansing. His words speaks of the struggle to refrain from anger at his treatment.They speak of the fight to rationalize what has happened. They speak of the unending desire for freedom for Palestine and […]

The Broken Cornucopia – Poem On Suffering Of Innocents

This poem from our resident poet, A.D., reflects upon the babies, and children, who survive the death or loss of their mothers under terrible circumstances. Whether it was during An Gorta Mór (Great Famine) of Ireland, the bombing of European cities during World War 2, the genocide in the Balkans or the results of war in […]

The Tellurian Hammer Of Myth – Poem of Protest

  Here we have a piece of verse that looks at the roles assigned to us even from birth. Whether it be a caste system, social distinctions or income levels, many children are pigeon-holed even before they are born. Societies often have expectations of the place in society that a child will have, and this […]

Shancoduff – Patrick Kavanagh Poem

Here is some verse from the irascible Irish poet from County Monaghan. Kavanagh was linked to the IRA back in the early days after partition. Strange that both he and Brendan Behan should have hated one another so much as Behan was also a member of the IRA. We Irish love nothing better than to […]

Sylvia Plath – Sleep In The Mojave Desert

Sleep In The Mojave Desert Out here there are no hearthstones, Hot grains, simply.  It is dry, dry. And the air dangerous.  Noonday acts queerly On the mind’s eye erecting a line Of poplars in the middle distance, the only Object beside the mad, straight road One can remember men and houses by. A cool wind should […]

The Agoraphobic’s Lament – Poem

This brief verse speaks of the battles that many fight as they face the world in their day-to-day lives. It can be seen that there are quite a few tormented souls out there who are emotional agorapohobes. This one, by A.D., is for them. The Agoraphobic’s Lament   There are raindrops tap-tapping the windowpane but […]