Nessa O’Mahony on the inspiration for her latest collection of poems. Another year, another waiting room. This time in St. Vincent’s Hospital, with about seven other nervous-looking woman, lined up...

One summer in Dalkey, some ten years ago, my friend of nearly half a century, Harriet O’Donovan Sheehy, gave me two objects, both prized items from her household. At lunch...

Throughout secondary school, I wrote poetry: it started off as writing silly little verses to entertain my friends, and then onto more serious matters, namely girls and affairs of the...

I think fear gets a bad rap. True, it affects us in negative ways. It causes us to worry, to get stressed. It coats our palms in salty sweat, shoots...

It feels like my poetry collection, Flower Press, has come into existence both very slowly and incredibly quickly. I never set out to write a poetry collection. I definitely never...

Lingo, Ireland’s Spoken Word Festival, is again linking in with NYF Dublin to curate two spoken word events to ring in 2017. Here’s poet and Lingo Co-founder Colm Keegan with...

As my co-editor Siobhán Campbell writes in the introduction to Eavan Boland: Inside History, a new book of essays and poems on the work of one of Ireland’s leading poets...

As I child I spent most of my time in bookshops and libraries. Reading was my escapism. When I was 16, I received a book of Nan Goldin’s photography and...

Trevor Conway, a Sligoman living in Galway since 2005, writes mainly poetry, fiction and songs. He’s drawn to write about nature, creativity, football and people/society, especially the odd ways in...

I qualified as a national teacher in 1972 at the tender age of 19. (Yes! they let 19 year olds loose on the children of the nation in those days....