Best of Irish Poetry 2009
Best of Irish Poetry 2010

Editor: Matthew Sweeney



Songs of Earth and Light

Songs of Earth and Light
Barbara Korun poems translated by Theo Dorgan



Done Dating DJs
Done Dating DJs
by Jennifer Minniti-Shippey
Winner, 2008 Fool for Poetry Competition




Richesses: Francophone Songwriter Poets
Edited and translated by Aidan Hayes





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Jessica Traynor

Jessica Traynor is from Dublin and holds an MA in Creative Writing from UCD. She works for the Abbey Theatre Literary Department and teaches playwriting courses with Big Smoke Writing Factory. Poems have appeared in The SHOp, The Moth, Poetry 24, A Modest Review, New Irish Writing (2009, 2010 and 2012), The Stinging Fly, and the Listowel Writer’s Week Winners Anthology. In 2012, she has been shortlisted for the Patrick Kavanagh Award, the Strokestown International Poetry Prize, the Listowel Poetry Collection competition, a Scottish Book Trust New Writers Award and the UCD Creative Writing Anthology Award. She won the 2011 Single Poem Competition at Listowel Writer’s Week, was nominated for a 2011 Hennessy Award, shortlisted for the 2010 Fish Poetry Prize and highly commended at the 2009 iYeats poetry competition. She was the 2010 recipient of a Dublin City Council Literature Bursary and in 2009, was chosen for the Poetry Ireland Introduction Series.





The Disappearing Garden

Land under Wave




The Disappearing Garden


Now, we are eucalyptus-shaded,

foxglove-dappled, living half in

and half out of the light,


but when you close your eyes

the garden isn’t there;

attempts to summon it


bring only memories

of churned earth, of a past

when this garden was unimaginable.


And so, opening your eyes

brings something like loss in reverse,

the same subtle but bone-shaking shock;

the moment when everything appears.







Land under Wave


When the work day is finished,

we go over the edge and into the deep—

sink together for unknown years

until a bell rings in the dark;


that’s how I remember to wake,

to rise again through fathoms

from this liquid suspension,

air bubbles a crumb-trail,


until the sun’s terrible light

paints olive lines on blackness,

till hulking forms move slowly in their waking,

until the world crowds in


with all its individual cries;

and when our feet finally touch earth

we have become old;

older than a lingering scent


which pulls a memory from darkness;

older than memory itself,

or history, or the horses

some see leaping in the surf.



©2012 Jessica Traynor


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