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Begorrathon: McDaids

Posted in Begorrathon, Ireland, Music, tagged Begorrathon2015, FolkClubs, Ireland, McDaidsMidleton, MidletonCoCork, MidletonFolkClub, poems on March 15, 2015| 1 Comment »

(I’m a Folk music follower from way back and established the Wanneroo Folk Club in Perth’s northern suburbs in 1985. )

McDaid’s Pub, Midleton, Co Cork is very well known for it’s regular Folk performances. I lived there for 14 months and t’was lovely to discover a thriving Midleton Folk Club a short walk down the road.

This is a beautiful version of “Passage West” recorded at the club and performed by Caroline Fraher who can also be seen doing a duet with Josh Groban on her web page.

We enjoyed the informal, crowded, traditional music venue’s atmosphere. Having to sit on the floor didn’t faze us at all – I was soaking it all up, until this…

McDaid’s Folk Club

We carefully stepped through the seated crowd,

she smiled in surprised delight

and pulled you down

to whisper invitingly.

I watched the young guitarist finger-pick,

thought about her possessive

hand placed on your

willing arm and felt sick.

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Begorrathon: Femoy

Posted in Begorrathon, Ireland on March 14, 2015| Leave a Comment »

Femoy, Ireland, 2003.

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Begorrathon: Wordless Wednesday

Posted in Begorrathon, COMMUNITY, Ireland, tagged Begorrathon2015, Clonikilty, FordMotorCar, FordPub, Ireland, WestCork on March 11, 2015| 4 Comments »

Clonikilty, West Cork, Ireland. 2003.

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Begorrathon: Tempting Yeats

Posted in Begorrathon, Ireland, Poetry, Sketching In Ireland, Writers, tagged IrishPoems, SligoStatue, TheBegorrathon, WBYeats on March 10, 2015| 2 Comments »

Sligo, Ireland 2003.

Red Lipstick.

Standing in reverence of a mighty giant

his Nobel words remembered, this fan notes

exaggerated bat-like shoulders enhance his

thoughtful gaze – watching the Horseman?

Others have stepped up on Galway stone; held

those long, thin legs as they balance head bent

to leave a lipstick imprint of their awe for him

on the space his left hand nonchalantly indicates…

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Begorrathon: Epitaph.

Posted in Begorrathon, Ireland, Poetry, Sketching In Ireland, tagged Begorrathon, Co Cork, Epitaph, FrancesMacaulayForde, GregO'Donoghue, Ireland, IrishPoems, MiddletonWritersGroup, MunsterLiteratureCentre on March 9, 2015| Leave a Comment »

Forde’s Pub, Cork, Ireland, 2003.

Whilst my man wooed me, I joined the original Middleton Writers group (now defunct) who welcomed me with open arms.

Also joined Munster Literature Centre and never missed a Wednesday workshop hosted by Cork/Irish literati.

The appropriately (for me) named Forde Pub, was our usual lunch break venue.

Epitaph for Gregory O’Donoghue

Seasoned, some will remember boozy lunches,

Tuna sandwiches peppered with slurred words

plated on sliced lettuce arranged ‘just so’…

Guinness frothed and creamy with subtext.

An Irish summer warm with purpose shared

eloquently with a visiting Australian at exclusive

Wednesday morning workshops obstinately

overseen each week, by a recalcitrant at MLC.

Since his silence, reverence is a poetry prize

keeping his name associated with his life love.

His canon forever in the library and his portrait,

eyeing the new wave with his silent critiques.

This writer will remember clever poetic reviews,

evaluating layers of old knowledge like a river

flowing effortlessly from the master to his student

and inspiration needing a break, at Forde’s Pub.

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Begorrathon: Poem

Posted in Begorrathon, Ireland, Poetry, Romance, Sketching In Ireland, tagged FrancesMacaulayForde, Ireland, POEM:FetalNakedAtFifty, poems, romance, SketchingInIreland, TheBegorrathon on March 5, 2015| 4 Comments »

Roadside E30, Co.Cork, Ireland.

Fetal naked at fifty.

I’ve followed signs to Yield in Ireland

when I’m used to an Aussie Give Way.

I put on red lipstick, tell you stories

of Africa when we were both young

and watch my words seduce you again.

You remember young Chianti;

full and round, ruby red, peppered

with berries. I remember

a Hotel in Kitwe – Blue Nun.

You say your taste has matured,

you now prefer an Aussie Shiraz;

sharp, punchy, still youthful

– allowed to ripen with time.

I imprint your palate with my being

so no other will satisfy – am absolutely

involved in strong pulsing waves.

You suddenly stop

and fold my legs over

so I lay fetal naked at fifty…

you lean forward to whisper

my tongue is sweet.

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Wordless Wednesday: The Begorrathon

Posted in Begorrathon, Exploring Possibilities, Ireland, Romance, Writing, tagged @FrancesMForde, Cork City, Ireland, Wordless Wednesday on March 4, 2015| 7 Comments »

Cork City, 2003.

Irish Month

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Announcing the Begorrathon

Posted in Begorrathon, Writing on February 2, 2015| Leave a Comment »

Thanks to Munster Literature Centre and Salmon Poetry for keeping me in touch while I’m not there but also when I am, the fabulous The Salmon Bookshop & Literary Centre soothes my poetic mind. I LOVE Ireland and applaud Irish Month so sharing everywhere I’m able!

The Fluff Is Raging

The heart of an Irishman is nothing but his imagination.
George Bernard Shaw

March is coming, and that means St. Patrick’s Day, but there’s much, much more to Irish culture than shamrocks (which, by the by, are NOT four-leaf clovers) and driving snakes out of the country (this never actually happened either). St Patrick wasn’t even Irish! He was born in Wales. Or Somerset. Or Scotland. But not in Ireland!

Ireland has a surface area of 32,000 square miles and a population of 6.4million meaning it is the same size as South Carolina and has the same number of inhabitants as Indiana. That’s right, it’s not big, but for such a small island it packs a hefty cultural punch:

Some of the world’s greatest plays, novels and poems.

Four Nobel Prize winners (Yeats, Shaw, Beckett and Heaney) … will their names be joined by John Banville, Emma Donoghue, Colum McCann or…

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