September 2014 Blog Posts (3)

The Poet

I met him one night in a drunken haze, down a dark alley having a smoke,

He stepped out of the shadows and asked for a light, a sad looking sort of bloke,

In between the swearing and spitting on the ground, he started to sing a song,

His words cut me straight to the bone, and then I asked him where he came from.

I am the product he says; of generations of fools, of wise men and skillful liars,

Of brave men and women that died for a cause, stirred up by political…

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Added by Michael Foley on September 27, 2014 at 18:32 — No Comments

And Angels Wept

 Down here we whisper to each other, our bodies a pile of twisted broken bones,

Our souls crying out for justice in the darkness, our only crime was to be born,

Ireland of our faithful Fathers and Mothers, our religion our guidance and our light,

How we shamed you by our mere existence, dirty little secrets to be kept out of sight.

Your own flesh and blood excommunicated, to serve those that may look over your fence,

Then all the lies and cover up stories, never once…

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Added by Michael Foley on September 25, 2014 at 17:32 — No Comments

Vale Martin Harrison: Poet, Teacher, Broadcaster….

Vale Martin Harrison: Poet, Teacher, Broadcaster….

http://rochfordstreetreview.com/2014/09/10/vale-martin-harrison-poet-teacher-broadcaster/

‘The Distribution of Voice’ by Martin Harrison. Reviewed in SCARP 23, 1993…

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Added by Rochford Street Review on September 10, 2014 at 10:58 — No Comments

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