The money was raised through the sales of their spoken word CD, Voices from the Shore. Hospital staff were delighted with the gift and hope to buy some garden furniture so that the patients can enjoy the warm weather.
wicklowwriters@gmail.com
Members: Martin Swords - Edward Ryan - Nora Fleming - Eithne Wright - Cait Breathnach - Peter Hickey -Ruth Moore
Carolann Murphy - Ted Voigt - Belinda Walsh - Tricia Holbrook - Mark Corrigan - Richard Hennessy
Members: Martin Swords - Edward Ryan - Nora Fleming - Eithne Wright - Cait Breathnach - Peter Hickey -Ruth Moore
Carolann Murphy - Ted Voigt - Belinda Walsh - Tricia Holbrook - Mark Corrigan - Richard Hennessy
Monday, April 28, 2008
Wednesday, April 23, 2008
Wicklow Writers Schools Competition
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1st Poetry - Roslyn O'Carroll - Domincan College
2nd Poetry - Jonathan Flood - Abbey Community College
1st Short Story - Roslyn O'Carroll - Dominican College
2nd Short Story - Conor McCall - De La Salle College
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1st Poetry - Roslyn O'Carroll - Domincan College
2nd Poetry - Jonathan Flood - Abbey Community College
1st Short Story - Roslyn O'Carroll - Dominican College
2nd Short Story - Conor McCall - De La Salle College
Thursday, April 17, 2008
Poem by Martin Swords
Breakfast for One
Breakfasts were special.
Two plates.
Two eggs.
Together.
Cup and saucer.
Egg and spoon.
Salt and pepper.
In kindness people ask.
I cannot tell.
Nor wish to.
One plate is lonely.
The egg is spoiled.
No pepper.
I never liked it.
Only the salt is set.
Only the sharp taste.
Martin Swords
April 2008
copyright Martin Swords 2008
Tuesday, April 15, 2008
Literary Competition Judges
The judges for the Wicklow Writers Literary Competition 2008 are
Carmen Cullen
Mary Gukian
Carmen Cullen will judge the short stories. Carmen is a poet and playwright. She lives in Bray, Co Wicklow and her publications include Class Acts, and Sky of Kites
Mary Gukian will judge the poetry section. Mary is a poet from Leitrim whose publications include Perfume of the Soil and The Road to Gowel.
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Tuesday, April 8, 2008
Poem by Martin Swords
sharp night in Glendalough
night air in Glendalough is sharp,
sharp frost is on the ground
the frozen puddles hold
the Dog Star shining down
the Green Road sparkles icy
cold stillyness the sound
from Derrybawn as streamlets
stand in icicles hung down
on Paddock Hill the ring of stones
four thousand years stood round
hoarfrost stubbles granite face
facing Camaderry’s mound
firm footprints of the furtive
deer trail shadows on the ground
breath clouds in the still night air
as each hilly step is bound
in homes of long gone foresters
windows flicker winter warmth
valley folk in their cosy cots
sit ruddy faced at fiery hearths
in this the place they love,
this mountain Glen
this magic mystic Glendalough
alive in the sharp night air
Martin Swords
Prompt Poems
“Love/Object”
Feb 2008
copyright Martin Swords 2008
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