Nollaig na mBan Shona Daoibh!

On this day it is the tradition in Ireland for the women to get together and enjoy their own Christmas, while the men folk stay at home and handle all the chores. It is also common for children to help their mothers and grandmothers with household chores and extra help. The Nollaig na mBan tradition […]

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‘A Walk Among Snowdrops’ © Joe Canning 2019. All Rights Reserved.

‘A Walk Among Snowdrops’ © Joe Canning 2019. All Rights Reserved. Joe Canning ‘ A look at Ireland in verse’   My warm breath creates a brief mist, The crisp fallen leaf and twig crackles underfoot. My heavy boots rustle the natural compost. The earthen floor is soft, cushioning, comforting.   The alert squirrel darts […]

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‘My Fair Irish Maid’ by Michael Walsh

‘My Fair Irish Maid’ by Michael Walsh Ma Vourneen is language of, A sweet land called Desire, From glens of Donegal to Cork, She sets the heart on fire, There’s beauty in a colleen Blue eyes and auburn hair, Or hair in flame, or Saxon blonde, Much more than heart can bear. There’s a beauty […]

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‘Untitled For Christmas’ © Joe Canning 2018. All Rights Reserved.

‘Untitled For Christmas’ © Joe Canning 2018. All Rights Reserved.   Warm is my breath as it comforts my hands, Soft plays the hymn from ‘The Salvation Band’, My thoughts they do stray to my friends far away, They, that left this old country behind.   For want of a penny and a fortune to […]

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‘Bona Na Croin’ (Neither Collar Nor Crown)

‘Neither your collar nor crown Shall I wear — my nose not brown, Nor I some clown in your court, In chains brought — a wolf to town. By no oath bound to your King, To my Gods alone I sing, Grey shadow hiding from sight To keep the rite from waning. In red gold […]

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‘Silence Of The Stones’ © Joe Canning 2017. All Rights Reserved.

‘Silence Of The Stones’ © Joe Canning 2017. All Rights Reserved. Joe Canning ‘A look at Ireland in verse’ Oh what tales the stones could tell, Of Celtic men on mountain shelves, Of warrior, slave, of serf or early man. What would they say of those that lay, With warrior sword ‘neath Celtic clay, Of […]

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Bantry Bay, Co Cork

The very name conjures up an image of romance of the sea. This magnificent inlet has been the object of poem and song by many a fair waiting maiden and her lonely longing sailor boy. Likewise, it played host to more than one historical occasion. A French fleet set sail in 1796 with Wolfe Tone […]

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The Invaders of Ireland

‘The Invaders of Ireland’ (Anonymous) Should any enquire about Eirinn, It is I who can tell him the truth, Concerning the deeds of each daring Invader, since Time was a youth. First Cassir, Bith’s venturesome daughter, Came here o’er the Eastern Sea; And fifty fair damsels she brought her— To solace her warriors three. Bith […]

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‘On Yonder Hillside Sloping’ © Joe Canning 2018. All Rights Reserved.

‘On Yonder Hillside Sloping’ © Joe Canning 2018. All Rights Reserved.   On yonder hillside sloping, A fallen house I see, Where boiled the blackened saucepan, To peasant family feed.   Where once was baked the oaten scone, All dressed with fresh churned butter, Where once they prayed in grateful thanks For the tatties on […]

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‘Undiscovered Souls’ © Joe Canning 2018. All Rights Reserved.

‘Undiscovered Souls’ © Joe Canning 2018. All Rights Reserved.   In my mind’s eye I see them. Fleeing the accursed land of Érin. The rock roads where hundreds fell; Hunger, consumption and broken hearts.   Mothers, fathers, clawing at a destitute earth, Interring the lost fruits of her womb. A passing exodus, staring, crossing themselves. […]

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