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Signature

Poems from ‘Signature’   thistle roll   thistle roll twig sphere scatters a   thicket clump looks alive, its red-tipped a   blown-feather bag blown to   a bird-corpse let lie its throat opened out   purple the thistle-roll and hue, purple the cry   tear   a field of ewes, their winter wool loose blown down to the rusted gate.   a flower clock banks each moment to the birthing, their mothering.   their rich milk a wellspring. spring now and a breeze tickles the white cloud   their winter coat shed, wind still barbs her cries they ignore her labouring   Thistle Roll and Tear are © C. Murray Signature is published by Bone Orchard Press, and edited by Michael McAloran. It is my second chapbook, and it can be bought via LULU. If you are into freebies, and not supportive paying for your arts, a sample of my writing, a chapbook called Three Red Things is available here. signature is a beautifully wrought collection of short/ imagistic/ surrealistic-impressionistic poems…ISBN 9781291797046 Copyright Christine Murray …

Orphans from Poetry Ireland’s Forum

Some years ago poets and emergent writers used a forum on Poetry Ireland for discussion, testing poetry, and commenting on the work of others. The idea was good, although the tech wasn’t so hot. After some discussion with the then Admin it was decided to have a place (not online) where poems could be published with a view to later submissions. This was a generous extension of your basic discussion forum, and geared to the need of the emergent writer. Poems that appear online are not published by many magazines, so the space had to be a closed one. Many at the Poetry Ireland Forum went on to publish these works. Unfortunately, the forum is to be closed and while there is no announcement on the forum pages, there is brief note there on the closure and deletion of the forum available to members. There was an email : . Dear C Murray   Over the past few weeks, Poetry Ireland has been engaged in an in-depth review of all its online resources, including the Poetry Ireland Forum. After careful …

Kate O’Shea is a crack poet

Eggs   His poems are words upon words like eggs smeared with henshit. They could be free range or organic – who knows? Too calculated to be risky. I buy 30 for 1.99 in Liberties Market and dodge small boys with girls’ earrings who have never heard of Jackson Pollock but make an impression on the bottom of Francis Street and day-trippers, a stone’s throw from the Bad Art Gallery which is pretty all right if you like Mia Funk and well-built women doing dirty things with bananas. That’s the problem with men who are too into blowjobs more words upon words like eggs smeared with henshit – stylised, idolised.   Eggs is © Kate O’Shea   Tadpole   Misery heaped on misery like an Irish Sunday dinner. It’s hard to swallow; lives like this happen to people that sprouted dreams like Mr Potato head. Once fat faces chipped away by keeping body and soul a hive of useless colony, the queen bee washed-out and martyred. Even back then with bamboo rod and fishing net, catching …

Review: All Stepped / Undone – by Michael McAloran.

the griefscape as no-place: All Stepped / Undone – by Michael McAloran. endless ribcage of the sky / the glut of blood beneath and a pulse of shit / dry your eyes / it’s just beginning ( p123 ,  all stepped / undone – ) is © Michael McAloran All Stepped /Undone- is Michael McAloran’s fifth full poetry collection, and his second full collection with Oneiros Press. Tracing a line through McAloran’s work to date, one can discern a drive to whittle his poetic voice to its essential core. All Stepped /Undone- is sometimes a griefscape, the collection is by turns both nihilistic and elegiac in its tone: as if to –   cylindrical    echo(es)   bled winds of    the unspoken   spasm lock of the atoned blood    no not enough   paling into birthing as if to ….   (ah                        .spit) (p54 , as if to – from in thin dreaming- ) is © Michael McAloran   In structural terms All Stepped /Undone is loosely tripartite, however it is not as structurally underpinned as in McAloran’s In Damage Seasons …

Bone Orchard Poetry, a blogzine for working poets and writers

Bone Orchard Poetry is variously active on discussion sites and uses social-media well. This is what writers refer to as bloody good innovative web-use. Editor Michael McAloran keeps the blogzine brief in description, ‘ An explorative blogzine of the Bleak/ the Surreal/ the Dark/ Absurd and the Experimental. ‘ There you have it encapsulated in a single minimal statement, a blogzine dedicated to new writing that focuses on the actual work of  working writers. I had been aware of Bone Orchard Poetry for a period of time. I decided to investigate it, and I submitted a single poem. Turns out a single poem isn’t enough. This is probably the best thing about Michael’s editorship of the Zine, I got an email back suggesting that a single poem submission doesn’t really tell the reader anything about the writer at all. He suggested I re-submit with a small grouping of poems. This I did. I sent a sequence based in a dream, actually based in the reality of a grief-experience. The poem initially had one extra verse, and there was …