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 […]
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 […]
Here is a famous piece of verse from the troubled Welsh dreamer who died at the age of 39. Do Not Go Gentle Into That Good Night Do not go gentle into that good night, Old age should burn and rave at close of day; Rage, rage against the dying of the light. Though wise […]
A piece of Extract verse for your consideration. I Want My Money Back … yet the people lap it up like dehydrated frogs, feeding greedily on curdled milk from the withered breast of the clergy. Putrid fluids that give sickly nourishment to quench all appetites for healthy cognizance. I weep for the […]
This style of verse is known by A.D. as Extract Poetry or Extract Verse. The ellipsis can be used at the beginning or the end, or both, to give the impression that the writing has been taken from a larger piece. The Hypocrites of Piety … the hypocrites of piety that drizzle bullshit on fear […]
Here we have some verse from our resident poet that speaks of the battles that individuals fight as they struggle to build solid relationships upon the fractured foundations of broken childhoods. Behind Tall Walls in Shadow I love a shadow. Or is she perhaps a ghost who weaves a wispy glimpse of the most […]
This is a verse about the differences between those who are from an urban background with their resultant approach to life, and those who are more rural. Even casual observations will show that there are many disparities in the way both view day-to-day existence. Disparate Notions of Street and Stream The Burgher clique with their […]
Michael Moran was born circa 1794 in Dublin. He became blind shortly after birth but grew to develop a fantastic memory for creating and reciting verse which he used to create a meagre livelihood for himself. Moran adopted the title Zozimus as his stage-name and was known as The Blind Bard of the Liberties – […]
Ozymandias is a famous poem by Percy Bysshe Shelley (1792-1822), the English poet and husband of the novelist Mary Shelley who wrote Frankenstein. Percy Shelley died at the young age of 30 in a boating accident off the Italian coast. The title of the poem is thought to refer to the pharaoh, Ramesses II who ruled Egypt […]
The following is a famous poem by Pádraig Pearse, one of the leaders of the 1916 Easter Rising in Dublin. Pearse was executed by the British colonial authorities after the failed rebellion. His death, and those of others who perished with him, inspired a mulitude to rise up and fight for Irish freedom. That fight […]
This poem comments upon the Irishmen who left their native land to fight in foreign wars. It is a sad fact that many Irish nationals have died in overseas conflict while their own nation lay in the chains of bondage. The Battle Eve of the Brigade The mess-tent is full, and the glasses are set, […]
This poem by Davis deals with the Penal Laws which further institutionalized sectarianism across colonial Ireland. In the Occupied Six Counties today, the psychology of many Unionists would indicate that the Penal Days have not gone for at least some. The Penal Days Oh! weep those days, the penal days, When Ireland hopelessly complained. Oh! […]
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