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Category Archives: Dublin 2022
Statues of Dublin
I love a city that erects statues to its writers. Even though James Joyce did most of his work abroad he casts a long shadow over Dublin. Two monuments to him are pictured here. My original plan was to visit … Continue reading
The Grave of William Butler Yeats
I got lost on my way to W. B. Yeats‘ grave which I think was appropriate. Getting to Sligo was easy enough from Dublin and also quite pleasant since it involved a three hour train ride across Ireland. I saw … Continue reading
The Sunflower Sessions Open Mic
On the last Wednesday of each month for the past fifteen years(!) The Sunflower Sessions has been offering an open mic to the poets of Dublin. I showed up at the Lord Edward Pub, a cute rickety old pub in … Continue reading
The Grave of Gerard Manley Hopkins
It’s not a vacation without a visit to a cemetery and Glasnevin is the biggest one in Dublin. It’s also the final resting place of the renowned Victorian poet, Gerald Manley Hopkins. There have been more than a million interments … Continue reading
Fraiku: St. Michan’s
He’s still dead after 800 years. Plant me under a tree for immortality. I prefer not to reveal the inspiration for my poems but I think this one needs a little context. I visited St. Michan’s Church today and took … Continue reading
Goals
Goals Watching men from Ecuador and Senegalplay football in Qatar from a bar in Irelandthis poet from the United Statesacknowledges his decadence. Fortune kissed my forehead at birthwhen I came out white, straight and malein America. I can take my … Continue reading
Haiku for the Moon
She shines her sideways smileFrom too low in the skyPolaris too high Image taken from my hotel room with my phone. She looms much larger in my mind’s eye.
Fraiku: Jet Lag
I walk alien streets Beneath clouds just crossed Yet my head remains fogged