Aine is a writer from the North of Ireland. Her sense of place growing up amid the war in the north, and the beauty surrounding it, inspires her writing. She has three grown-up children. Aine has been published in various magazines including Argotist Online, Luciole Press, Arabesque Press, Oasis Press, Red Pulp Writers, Shamrock Haiku, Irish Haiku, Citizen 32, The Herald, Forward Press, New Belfast Arts, Faces of the Goddess, and Poetry Now. A feature article on Aine can be found in our archives, October 2008.
A Prayer to the Integrity of Words | Muscailt
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A Prayer to the Integrity of Words
Bless the verbs and nouns that
carry rivers of verse in their hour of need.
Bless their totality of wisdom
greeting morality with novels amassed,
usage, bringing yet; tribal flouncing and
indecent drifting.
Without the integrity of words
our clans may never meet or greet,
for many ensembles would slither un-heard.
Muscailt
Awakened, made it through
the veils of pitch,
threaded with wars, flags and
tribal intolerance; fixed
on the horizons of my mind.
In dreams the inland rivers claw
like hunger towards the Atlantic coast
gathering with it clotted memories,
of a torturous past in every blast;
rousing the shadows of Irelands ghosts.
Tuatha de Danaan, the pilgrims,
the famine and her coffin ships,
the uprisings, internment, the troubles,
the hunger strikes, sons, daughters……
Muscailt (“The Awakening” in Irish) |
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