Surplus to Requirements

                Marius stands impotent. His delicate neck cranes high into the sky. Behind, his family wait in regimented lines. Motionless; conditioned – Helpless. Beneath them all, the world carries on as Marius awaits his fate. Some will stop and gaze, watching the spectacle so they can say “IContinue reading “Surplus to Requirements”

Wood Bee Poet

Poems, thoughts...etc.

The Pledge

Fired! Irish Women Poets and the Canon

Nicola Heaney

Writer & Poet

Freefall

'She would say to discover / the true depth of a well, / drop a stone, / start counting.' - Andrew Greig