Poetry is the art of the in-between, that space between places and identities. For me, that place is that pocket of knowing between Ireland and Spain, of home and home.
My journey into our shared past began with a poem.
The harp would appear to be an instrument embodied with heavenly powers. And we can find harpists in Fraiser and general culture..
The harp would appear to be an instrument embodied with heavenly powers.
The Irish language – is it dead? Well, to call it ER style would do a massive disservice to the many men and women who keep it alive in the Irish speaking regions of […]