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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Tiffany SantosTiffany Santos – a Western Maryland native, Tiffany is an avid poet, writer, cinephile, new media publicist, event planner, producer, and educator. She has taught various types of writing classes for summer programs, colleges, writers’ retreats, and community schools. She is the co-founder and editor at Black Hat/ Black Tree Press, which features a local reading series. Her poetry, essays, and short stories have been published in several literary journals including Backbone Mountain Review, Voices from the Attic, Pine Mountain Sand & Gravel Journal, The Lavender Review, Wicked Banshee Press, and Dionne's Story: An Anthology of Poetry and Prose for the Awareness of Relationship Violence. She currently works as the Community Outreach Coordinator for the Allegany Arts Council.






First, I choose two stones to carry for Queen Meabh,

an offering to the land, a price

for treading her slopes on Knocknarea.


I start with a good stride, place my feet on gravel

that threatens to turn my ankles over every meter.


It's not long before I am the last one

of the group, walking alone for a time.


I stop to catch my breath

beside a sea of fenced-in grass, full of islands

that drift to greet me.


I speak to the overlarge cows, cooing under my breath.

One is bold, cantering to the fence she licks my arm.

Her tongue sandpapers my skin, raises welts.


I pull strands of sweeter, greener grass

from my side of the fence to give her.


The great hole of her mouth alarms me,

the slab of her tongue, the rope of her cud leading in

and in and in to her tetrad stomach.


Methane of her breath warm on my face.

This is important. Talking with her. Looking into her eyes.


Alone on the hill of the moon with a herd of cattle

considering how each blade of grass tastes.


A sense of something wrapped close, like the stretch

of skin on her rough pink muzzle.



©2015 Tiffany Santos



Author Links


'Annual Ritual': poem by Tiffany Santos in Lavender Review

'backwards and forwards': poem by Tiffany Santos in Voices from the Attic (PDF)

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