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Poem of the Week: “Circe” by Michael Longley

Originally published in Michael Longley’s debut collection, No Continuing City (1969), “Circe” meditates on Homer’s Odyssey. The poem reflects on Circe’s relationship to the shipwrecked sailors who crashed into the shores of her island in a contemporary context. The poem reads, “At first in rock pools I become their wife / Under the dunes at last they lie…

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Poem of the Week: “Tortoise Poem” by Leontia Flynn

With one of our favorite opening stanzas in recent years, “Tortoise Poem” by Leontia Flynn presents a terrarium as world. Whether the solitary tortoise represents the cultivation of a rich inner life or the increasing isolation caused by the contemporary digital age is up to the reader, however. “Tortoise Poem” belongs to a series of…

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Poem of the Week: “A Sign” by John McAuliffe

“A Sign” by Jonn McAuliffe fits well in the poetic tradition of mushrooms—Emily Dickinson and Slyvia Plath also wrote poems about them, and so have Paul Muldoon and David Wheatley. Somewhat surprisingly, however, “A Sign” begins with an un-poetic assertion, “Nothing fanciful in their welling up from the black earth.” Almost in spite of itself, the…

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Poems to Celebrate St. Patrick’s Day

With over fifty years of Irish poetry in the WFU Press catalog, you could argue that any poem we’ve published is perfect for celebrating St. Patrick’s Day. But here are several of our favorites that respond to the holiday directly and indirectly, from Frank Ormsby listing “Forty Shades of Green” to Ailbhe Ní Ghearbhuigh describing the “taste…

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Poem of the Week: “Windharp” by John Montague

Windharp for Patrick Collins The sounds of Ireland, that restless whispering you never get away from, seeping out of low bushes and grass, heatherbells and fern, wrinkling bog pools, scraping tree branches, light hunting cloud, sound hounding sight, a hand ceaselessly combing and stroking the landscape, till the valley gleams like the pile upon a…

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Poem of the Week: “Whin” by Alan Gillis

“Whin,” the opening poem from Over Here by Alan Gillis, is an evocative experiment in atmospheric language and natural imagery. In this textured inventory of a perhaps moody and mercurial, perhaps spectacularly bright, landscape, the poet places a speaker in the tension between the light and the dark, between wild living and looming ends: “Aye,…

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