Read, it said, so I read, bipolar, they said, who are they? in my head.
In Dublin I knew a woman, with flax golden hair Tressed like wild sea waves, her heart, her voice was Irish, her name, her vibrancy were Viking. She was Dublin. We lived, together, in The Liberties while both of us sought freedom, she, from youth and I, from bondage. The Viking Wall is behind my…Read more Wild Sea Waves
Epitaph on a TyrantW. H. Auden, 1907 - 1973 Perfection, of a kind, was what he was after, And the poetry he invented was easy to understand; He knew human folly like the back of his hand, And was greatly interested in armies and fleets; When he laughed, respectable senators burst with laughter, And…Read more SUBSTANDARD
The bells, the bells, not Quasimodo’s old Dame, St Patrick’s on a Sunday morning, the bell ringers gather, to chime and clang, layer upon layer, a resounding Dublin breakfast for a city waking to repent the night’s excesses. What joy, what horror, shut the bleeding window, have they no respect for the self afflicted? Bellicose…Read more The Bells of St Patrick’s
Poetry doesn't come easy to me. I can't crack off a haiku as fast as I might a 50 word story. My poems aren't mathematical and the only 'metric' I know is the beat and rhythm dictated by my thoughts and words. Yesterday was a hot day in Dublin. It was also the longest day…Read more Home is Where, a poem
If I could write it in a phrase of people fighting for the land that nurtured them from birth and those before and after, some call it foolish but the true word is brave to fight for nature's freedom is a true act of courage, a natural response to protect a mother. There are hard…Read more STAMPEDE
Last month, my poem Social Fretwork got chosen as one of the top poems of the September Wildsound Poetry festival in Toronto (https://festivalforpoetry.com/2016/09/24/social-fretwork-poetry-reading-by-dermott-hayes/) but I was less than happy with the resulting recording of the poem. So I recorded my own version. Incidentally, you will notice the link above, to the Poetry Festival, says 'social-fretwork-poetry-reading-by-dermott-hayes'…Read more Social Fretwork
Let Maya Angelou tell you how it is... https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UT9y9HFHpU0
At last, Wildsound has a stab at my poem but I can’t help thinking the chap didn’t under stand it…
Poetry performed by actor Kaleb Alexander
SOCIAL FRETWORK by Dermott Hayes
POETRY 7 questions:
What is the theme of your poem?
Are social networks a paradox?
How would you like people to respond when they read or watch your poetry reading?
When we communicate with cyber friends, does it engender more anxiety and loneliness.
How long have you been writing poetry?
Do you have a favorite poet?
What influenced you to submit to WILDsound and have your poetry performed by a professional actor?
Do you write other works? scripts? Short Stories? Etc..?
Published three books, a biography, a novel and a collection of short stories. New novel on the way and another collection of short stories. Short film, 1916, Souls of Freedom to be screened at Kerry Film Festival in October. Screenplay, Old Bones has been performed, this month, by Wildsound festival.
What is your…
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In the paradox of social networks, the more cyber friends we make, the less social we become is apt and what seems novel now - human walking services - will be normal tomorrow. The Wildsound Poetry festival will post a performance of my poem, Social Fretwork ,soon, please look out for it and give me…Read more Walking the Human