Category Archives: Poetry

To walk that road again – a lane? Passed stubbled fields. Kildarra up to Nolan’s farm. Pick purple blackberries on the way. A small child’s handful. Turn left at milk churns waiting by wild fushias live with bees. We squeeze … Continue reading →

Someday I will go on a journey to the mythical isle of Ithaca, across Homer’s wine-dark sea. I will be seduced by the singing of the Sirens, sailing close to the rocks and finding the key to the realm of … Continue reading →

“A PASSAGE TO INDIA…” …or some other far-flung destination is what my disillusioned spirit craves. To escape the humdrum of the quotidian, the stress of everyday monotony is, I believe, the duty – nay, the imperative – of the questing … Continue reading →

it will not stay as it was left, the boogie-woogie of books – jazzing up the room – will fall like a ton of fiction there will be no tambourines, no clinking of love triangles, the muse will not slip … Continue reading →

It was grey flannel, plain and droopy, with drawstrings and a large untidy hood, not some zany creation sporting pistachio pockets and baroque buttons, but an everywoman’s coat that somehow caught the attention of young up-to-no-gooders, who screamed like high … Continue reading →

Out of the blue, she came with her silver wings, slicing through the unspun drifts of cloud, to rise higher than any bird was made to fly defying men, defying women’s place, defying gravity she flies, alone, across the wild … Continue reading →

I saw her again today, out there, scanning the horizon, her wild song calling them in. She was Kali, Ishtar, Isis and Athena, She was Gaia, Venus, the snake goddess, Minerva she knew why caged birds sang and now she … Continue reading →

Woman Life Freedom is a Kurdish slogan, a rallying cry challenging violent patriarchal deadly authoritarian government . Used during the protests which erupted in Iran as a response to the death of Mahsa Amini in September 2023.My poem is about … Continue reading →