Monthly Archives: February 2021

A Thank You

Thanks to Wilda Morris. My poem, written about the Warwick Cemetery, won 3rd place http://wildamorris.blogspot.com/

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Memory

First Communion Class We argued because I didn’t want  to wear a hat. I had a new yellow  rain slicker with a hood, like the  ones the American kids wore. Mama collected her umbrella, pushed the hat onto my head,  … Continue reading

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A New Podcast

Thanks to Mark L’estrange of Dublin for interviewing me for his podcast that’s just gone live tonight. We had a chat and I read some work. My chapbooks are available on amazon.com.

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Thanks to several places for sharing my writing

I’d like to thank New England Memories  Magazine, Prospect literary, and Barbara Foster of Fitchburg Accesss Television for the recent opportunities to share my writing.    New England Memories Magazine:https://newenglandmemories.com Online Prospecus Literary: http://prospectusliterary.com/blog2020.php Fitchburn Access TV: https://videoplayer.telvue.com/player/yycCAZPb0NN3zj2o5qio-YFMNC43NjCG/media/620976 Best, Elaine

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Something Cheerful

I’m dedicating this blog post to Anya, who grew up a mile up this forested dirt road. Anya just had a gorgeous baby, and she now lives in New York. Blessings to Anya, her sweetheart, and the new life they’ve … Continue reading

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From the Aran Islands

I wrote this small story with my Dublin Writer’s group last Saturday, from the prompt below, of the noddy boat, a fishing boat used in the Aran Islands. I hope you enjoy it. The true parts of the story is … Continue reading

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Valentine’s Day

If You were Expecting Valentines If you were expecting Valentines, it’s too late. I sent them flying off in the wind last night. Some still lay damp  on the icy ground this morning. Hearts glistened in the sun. Roosters  picked … Continue reading

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BRIGIT, IMBOLC, AND MORE

The prospect of fishbones stuck in my throat, robbing me of the ability to breathe, with the offending bone growing larger by the second. When I was a young child this vision sent me to church on St. Blaise’s’ Day with great urgency. … Continue reading

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