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The West of Ireland in Winter
You often see photos of Ireland in all her emerald beauty. But for me, there is nothing more striking than the subtle colors of winter. This series of photos was taken in January around the lake...
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READY FOR HER CLOSE-UP: THE WRECK OF THE SUNBEAM
Built to be a working girl, Stout wooden timbers, Eighty-four tonnes, seventy-nine feet long, A coastal schooner Plying her trade from Slyne Head to Mizen Head, The English Channel and the Irish Sea....
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Time Worn
Last March my family and I spent an amazing ten days in Istanbul. Of course I took way too many photographs. Everywhere you turn, the city is a repository of history. Looking back on them, a...
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CONNEMARA
Who knew you could fall in love All over again? I’d gone my separate way Without too many backward glances, Just the odd intense Pang in the gut At the scent of seaweed on salt air, Or the whiff of...
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FACING WEST
The grey stone gable Is the last vestige Of the cottage on the headland. Nettles grow thick At its lichen-covered feet. It faces west Toward the sunset, Toward America.
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WAVES
These images of the effect of waves were shot in Co. Mayo and Co. Galway on the West coast of Ireland.
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CLOUDBURST
Curtains of rain Sweeping across the bay, The first tell-tale spots on the slate. Then all in a rush Cloudburst! Mini water bombs hurtling against the roof Snare drum on the windowpane. Sixty seconds...
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BEACH PICNIC, WEST OF IRELAND
Cardboard box lunch on the beach: Limp sandwiches, bruised apples, melted chocolate bars. Fine grit lodged between our teeth at every bite, Seagulls swooping in for the crusts. A backdrop of frenzied...
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DAWN
Greeting the dawn in her many-faced beauty. The day begins in the Berkshires of Massachusetts overlooking Lake Pontoosuc, and from the flanks of Mount Greylock.
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ODE TO ONIONS
No smell announces the preparation of a meal better than the rich, sweet aroma of sautéing onions. It’s a humble staple of my pantry that I couldn’t do without. Luckily, I live in an area famous for...
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IRISH THANKSGIVING
I step from one world into another Like a bather setting my toe in the icy Atlantic on a June day. It is a painful transition And yet once the gut is sucked in with a sharp inhale of breath My horizon...
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IRELAND AT THE OPENING AND CLOSING OF DAY
At this time of year in Ireland there’s a scant eight hours of daylight. The sun rolls lazily over the horizon at 8.30 am, and is already slipping away by 4.30 pm, leaving sixteen hours of darkness. Of...
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EVERGREEN
When russet beech leaves coat the ground And bark is bare in field and wood An evergreen to tease the eye As winter’s symbol should. Sprig of holly at the door To ward off lightening, poison, war Druid...
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SUN RAYS
. . . the little mice began to gather corn and nuts and wheat and straw. They all worked day and night. All—except Frederick. “Frederick, why don’t you work? They asked. “I do work,” said Frederick....
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ROCK POOLS
Spring tide reveals rock pools Children search for scuttling crabs Shouts of pure delight. Photos taken on the coast of County Mayo, Ireland
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MOVING TOWARD STRANGENESS
The first time she ate snow She was forty-nine Burrs in her heavy dark hair Dusty as a horse’s hide But beautiful She strode out onto the plain Crushing rock and exoskeletons Beneath her boots Her...
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PALACE OF THE BOYNE – Brú na Bóinne
Newgrange Dawn watchers exhale steamy breath as lick of sunlight passes through a small opening creeps down a stone passage on winter’s equinox baths in solstice light the tomb that echoes with faith...
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MONTAUK
Montauk Lighthouse On the summer solstice I was playing hooky on Montauk Point, Long Island, New York. Thanks to the remnants of tropical storm Bill, the morning of June 21st brought thunderstorms and...
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SUMMER TIME
It’s been a busy but rewarding season. My parents came from Ireland to visit and experience glorious summer weather and the constant circus of wildlife that surrounds our house in New York’s Hudson...
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DAY’S END
Sudden rush of feathers draughting the air above me small flocks of careening birds fly low over the meadow chased by strong tail winds a dozen at a time joining the twisting, turning mass flowing...
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