Annette J. Dunlea's Blog, page 86

The Humble-Bee by Ralph Waldo Emerson

BURLY dozing humble-bee Where thou art is clime for me. Let them sail for Porto Rique Far-off heats through seas to seek; I will follow thee alone 5 Thou animated torrid-zone! Zigzag steerer desert cheerer Let me chase thy waving … Continue reading →

Innocent Blood By Raymond A. Floss

That troubled land, torn and split knowing war, strife, too long Escape through there, to a land once of oppression, now of refuge Once of hope, now of struggle back into that land, give and take innocent blood shed; in … Continue reading →

Love And Prayers To Paris From Ireland #Senseless Terrorism #Paris

Title: Paris attacks: ISIS claims responsibility for gunfire, blasts that killed 128 people Author: Mariano Castillo, Faith Castillo and Margot Haddad, CNN Full Text & Source: http://edition.cnn.com/2015/11/14/wor... The Internet, Online, 14/11/2015 Sample Text: A number of arrests have been made … Continue reading →

The Celtic Literature Collection

Title: The Celtic Literature Collection Author: Mary Jones Full Text & Source: http://www.maryjones.us/ctexts/index.... The Internet, Online. 13/11/2015 Sample Text: This is an attempt to collect as many possible early and medieval texts produced in the “Celtic” countries, or on Celtic … Continue reading →

INTERNATIONAL CALL By Greg Delanty

A hand holds a receiver out a top-storey window in a darkening city. The phone is the black, old heavy type. From outside what can we make of such an event? The hand, which seems to be a woman’s, holds … Continue reading →

World News By Greg Delanty

We are a family perishing in our own home. It is below zero outside and we set fire to the house, which is in the middle of no- where, to warm us up. Our very own pyre. Look, here comes … Continue reading →

The Others by Seumas O’Sullivan

From our hidden places By a secret path We come in the moonlight To the side of the green rath. There the night though We take our pleasure Dancing to such a measure As earth never knew. To song and … Continue reading →

Doppelgänger Clues By Patrick Chapman

You wake me with a squeezing Of strawberry cut – one drop On my left lid, one drop on my right – And the tenderest kiss to my nose. I open my strawberried eyes, Expecting to find him in the … Continue reading →

Baltimore By Sinéad Morrissey

In other noises, I hear my children crying – in older children playing on the street past bedtime, their voices buoyant in the staggered light; or in the baby next door, wakeful and petulant through too‐thin walls; or in the … Continue reading →

An Execration By David Wheatley

Given the existence of plagues of eels and bloodsuckers in Lake Léman, cursed by the Bishop of Lausanne and the learned doctors of Heidelberg, the homicidal bees condemned at the Council of Worms, the petition of the inhabitants of Beaune … Continue reading →