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Occasional micro-essays on poetry/writing, contemporary rural experience and belonging, ancestry, place and practices of care, repair and solidarity across human and other-than-human worlds. Poetry & Creative Non-Fiction. Chaotic Good.
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On books as living things (opens the original)
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We’re told, often, that writing is a solitary act - the poet alone in a room, the novelist hunched over a desk, the labour that goes on (if you’re lucky) in a room of your own. And yes, there are moments like that. But I’ve never believed the myth of the lone writer, not really. I know - in my bones, in my practice, in the way Borrowed Ground came into being - that books are not made in isolation. They grow from community, from our connectedness to one another and the spaces we inhabit.If you we
Work with me (opens the original)
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At Ballycroneen (opens the original)
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This week, a good friend of mine gifted me a poem - Lúnasa, written by the brilliant poet and editor Pip Rush when he was in Cork recently, where some of my ancestors came from. It has touched me deeply. As my new collection edges ever closer to its official launch date, I’ve been thinking a lot about lineage, about thresholds, about the ways poetic communities develop and the small, reciprocal gestures of care that steady us. Pip has been such a nourishing presence in my poetry life, always gee
Book Launch! (opens the original)
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Dear friends For so long, publication day has felt so far away and now - suddenly - it is almost here. I’ve lived with the poems of Borrowed Ground for at least the past two years, some of them for very much longer and I’m so looking forward to letting them go. Without meaning to sound grandiose or self-regarding, I’m curious about this next stage of their existence as they meet new readers and accrete new meanings and (in)significances in other people’s lives. <a class="button primary" href="ht
Landscape as Archive (opens the original)
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This October, I’m going to be running a three-night poetry writing retreat exploring landscape as archive, using observation, memory and place as the starting point for new work. Hosted at the beautiful Oakhill Ponds, where there is swimming and sauna on the doorstep, this retreat is set to be nourishing and restorative, a place to find creativity and renewal in the rhythm of the land.<a class="image-link image2 is-viewable-img" href="https://substackcdn.com/image/fetch/$s_!caoZ!,f_auto,q_auto:g
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