Index of Women Poets 2008-2021

Contemporary Irish Women Poets

Contemporary Irish Women Poets

"I wanted to read or hear the narrative of someone else – a woman and a poet – who has gone here and been there."  Eavan Boland (1944-2020) Below are short biographies of contemporary women poets who are living, have lived, or who are currently practicing in Ireland. I began collating an index of contemporary [...]

My song is more than silhouette: ‘The Lares Series’ at Indelible Literary Journal

My song is more than silhouette: ‘The Lares Series’ at Indelible Literary Journal

The below preamble and poems are excerpted from the Lares Series, composed between April 2020 and November 2020. The entire series can be read (and downloaded) Via Indelible Literary Journal. 'Lares' is dedicated in gratitude to Eavan Boland (1944-2020). The series derives from my current MSS in progress. My most grateful thanks to Roula-Maria Dib [...]

“Through The Trees I See” and other poems by Nancy Dunlop

Through The Trees I See Three baby deer play tag on our property, darting around and against each other, very cheerful, very invincible during this cool September morning, just as the light breaks through and day remains smudged and the grass is still wet. That moment right before the quivering world dies down, hardens, grows [...]

Poems from ‘Massacre of the Birds’ by Mary O’Donnell

Poems from ‘Massacre of the Birds’ by Mary O’Donnell

Mary O'Donnell reads from Massacre of the Birds - 2 from Conor O'Hagan on Vimeo. Against the Vanishing Hollywood Lake, Co Monaghan 1.On the lakeshoreof conscience I stand.God help me. Certain that in Argentina,a woman also stands,nature-struck. My unknown companionwill recognise waterfowl,marvel at grebes, flamingos, as I too greet the ducksand moorhensof this drumlin lake. [...]

Poems from “Some Lives” by Leeanne Quinn

Poems from “Some Lives” by Leeanne Quinn

Cave of the Firbolg  (Nano Reid, oil on board) Not even a trespass of sky to compromise the dark  where blood beats in the body of the heart.  Nobody thinks, Why do we do this?  The nervous system ferries its thin shards of glass  down among the clay, where the blunt flint of the soul [...]

“Lost” and other poems by Olivia McGill

Anatomy of Love Your hands quiver along the dead roses of the embossed armchair, its towering sides, pillars to the underworld. You spend your days here, an old spectator of trawlers and rust, spilt oil and empty stomachs, pilothouse lights shine miniature homesteads on concrete. I was the first child to soften your world, your [...]

“Birthday” and other poems by Kimberly Reyes

“Birthday” and other poems by Kimberly Reyes

  Drink Before the War The bells of St. Fin Barre, off again Five faint chimes and warring finches 2:41am birdsongs sculpt slim air Rollers, tits, a fidgeting pigeon Crashes on a glass ceiling Neck feathers bobbing, weaving warning: No one with roots doubled under Can survive these days I tried          [...]

“Threads” and other poems by Sara Mullen

“Threads” and other poems by Sara Mullen

  Threads Not long ago we were wearing our neighbourhood’s pass-along clothes. Dirndl skirts, duffel coats, old dungarees did the rounds of our townland. Two hills away, fourth or so cousins broke in new blouses and pinafores. Their jumpers next on the boys up the road; mine for a time the following year. A spell [...]

‘Ludus’ and other poems by Roula-Maria Dib

‘Ludus’ and other poems by Roula-Maria Dib

Ludus or “A Thousand Poems” You’ve written a thousand poems for me, my friend --in your sapio-sudsy head… in a world as real as this one, where the ebb and flow of its soapy tides, brush off and on that murky shore— where all that can’t but is, all that shouldn’t but will, and all [...]

Un incontro / An encounter and other poems by Viviana Fiorentino, translated by Maria McManus

Poet's Note These poems that I submitted are a part of my experience as a volunteer in an immigrant detention centre in Northern Ireland. They were written in Italian and translated into English by the poet Maria McManus. The English language versions appear beneath the poems.                    [...]

“The shame of our island” and other poems by Siobhán Campbell

The shame of our island is that we killed the wolf. Not just the last but the two before that. I knew a man who met a man who was the cousin removed of the great-grandson of the man who killed the third-last wolf on the island. Slit it he did, to see the steaming [...]

“In A Southern City” and other poems by Margarita Serafimova

Brilliantly dark, beak shining golden in the noon — an ornament of an Egyptian god, the Eleonora falcon in flight is manifesting above the incandescently brown island what it means to be a prince in whom time is.   That Which Is Coming Is Unknown On a dark September dawn, in my head, I was [...]

“Beochaoineadh Máthar Maoise” and other poems by Ellen Nic Thomás

Beochaoineadh Máthar Maoise A dhílleachta linbh gan ainm, gan athair, Do chraiceann ar aondath le humha an nathair, A lúbann timpeall do thaobhán uiríseal, Mar bhata ceannródaí is sníomhanna sisil. Is trua liom ciseán do dhóchas a fhíochán, Do dhán a chaitheamh i bpoll an duibheagáin, D’eiseadh a chruthú ar bhunús baill séire, ‘Nois tá [...]

‘a song to rest the tired dead’ and other poems by Raine Geoghegan, MA

‘a song to rest the tired dead’ and other poems by Raine Geoghegan, MA

Romanichals in the 1950’s (i) covels packed chavies scrubbed clean me rackley’s bal washed with panni the grai grizhomed holled (ii) opre and gel on dikk the next atchin tan a fellow chal pookers kushti bokt Romani words: Romanichals – English Romanies; Covels – belongings; Chavies – children; rackley’s – girls; Grai – horses; Grizhomed [...]

‘A Glass of Tea, a View of the Atlas’ by Shadab Zeest Hashmi

Trade An assortment of crooked and straight arrows for the crest of a bulbul or a handful of sesame Uncut turquoise for juices of scorpions and glow worms A dozen poisons for an embroidered collar/ a pinch of saffron/ abalone knob Spotted eggs for knotted shoes Peacock feathers for beet sugar How much fur will [...]

‘A Meeting With Myself’ and other poems by Wasekera C. Banda

  Vulnerability Raise the fallen, walk over them. Fear the consequences of a kind action, undermine the impact of a bad deed. Maybe there's more to life, maybe there isn't. Fight the oppressor, break the chains. Remain slaves? These haunting memories, these hopeless days, These hopeful dreams. Light a candle, say a prayer. Doubt! Close [...]

‘Fire relies on the leaves of gum trees’ and other poems by Dominique Hecq

Hushed   Light pours down the unrelenting sky to earth ribbed and ridged with the tough stroke of Drysdale’s brush I track down words for hues and shades in books envy the skill of artist-explorers who forged new ways of seeing The cries of crows fall Through blues onto rusty ochres pulsing with raven dust [...]

‘Sugar’ and other poems by Müesser Yeniay

Love I have another body outside of me they call it love [but this is pain] if I had carried you in my body only then I would have felt your existence this much State My heart melts when I think of you the eyes aren’t satisfied with seeing neither are the lips with kissing [...]

“Lilacs From the Field of Mars” and other poems by Maureen Boyle

Darshan   (Hindi: the pleasure of looking)   In my favourite of your Indian stories you are working in your room in the garden ashram: the air is heavy with mangoes and dung the cows in the gowshala sing the saffron cloths of the swami flap like prayer flags on the line.   You are [...]

‘modern art’ and other poems by Anamaría Crowe Serrano

the stress clinic it’s ok no one need know only negligible impending threat i’m going to leave you let healing happen i’m turning left into the coffee shop it’s easy like this one step one more comforting to sit even on seats slashed by spooks i can wait learn patience is learnt on the edge [...]

“Ceathrúintí Mháire Ní Ógáin” and “A fhir dar fhulaingeas” by Máire Mhac an tSaoi

Máire Mhac an tSaoi poetry Original Irish versions followed by English translations . Ceathrúintí Mháire Ní Ógáin I Ach a mbead gafa as an líon so – Is nár lige Dia gur fada san – B’fhéidir go bhfónfaidh cuimhneamh Ar a bhfuaireas de shuaimhneas id bhaclainn Nuair a bheidh arm o chumas guíochtaint, Comaoine is [...]

Vinca Haiku by Virginie Colline

Vinca Haiku she grazes her scar old blood the color of rust on her maiden lace charcoal and red smudge nothing can make up the pain the dark trudge quickens tiny wallflower you cannot hold a candle you, periwinkle   The Spanish Girl Haiku she follows the clouds the breath of the summer wind gently [...]

“In Progress” by Christina Rossetti

“In Progress” by Christina Rossetti

Ten years ago it seemed impossible That she should ever grow as calm as this, With self-remembrance in her warmest kiss And dim dried eyes like an exhausted well. Slow-speaking when she has some fact to tell, Silent with long unbroken silences, Centred in self yet not unpleased to please, Gravely monotonous like a passing [...]

“Gorse Fire” and other poems by Myra Vennard

“Gorse Fire” and other poems by Myra Vennard

Gorse Fire (The people is grass)                              (from the Scriptures) Above the ancient friary ruin —wind blown — downfrom the mountain  — smoke —(no shrouding mist)against a scorching sun. Flames of fireburst and run across the pathafter my tardy footprint. Was it [...]

“A Romance in Three Shards” and other poems by Darina Wade

Reticulum Time, the liar's almanackDanced on our prognosticationsThe solar year eclipsed by a cellFlares from a vernal coronaVisible to the naked I Seen from my camera obscuraMy infinite cellAn anchorite's hazelnutInexplicable and undifferentiatedLike water on the tongue I recast my reticle on smaller thingsHeliotrope, breath of a mouseAn orrery of bonesRecanting the psalmsSeasoned with new [...]

“Blackberries” and other poems by Amanda Baker

Blackberries The heedless sun lowers its glass lid of shimmering air onto the sweltering yellow green train embankment, enclosing it in a golden dome of syrupy heat. It is time to pick blackberries. They stand there proudly, gleam red and black on their curved stems, and flourish on the last patch of unbuilt land. The [...]

“Plaza Epicurean Interlude” and other poems by Margaret Kiernan

I am conflicted The stream calls your name while squirrels play with baby scots-pine cones as bubbling water flows over upturned stones covered in green, like envy I am jangled by loss Glints of light and shade while a kingfisher dips its wings ravens and crows hatch a plot to disagree over tainted morsels of [...]