K. S. Moore

It can be lonely in lockdown.  It's a state we're getting used to, but it doesn't get any easier.  I think it's important to communicate through the channels that are still available to us and to cherish every precious word.

Happy National Poetry Day!  This year's theme is 'Vision', which put me in mind of one of my most popular poems, 'Eggshell Flesh'.

Could the way we look at things change what happens to us? Welcome to 'Perspective' - Episode 2 in a new series of...

When we are held still, let us be held close to all that grows . . .

Day Trip Philosophy is a poem that remembers my Dad. It focuses on the memory of a day trip to Gliffaes Country...

Let Down is a lockdown poem sprinkled with fairytale magic, ready to tell a story in verse and tell it out loud . . .

‘We Speak’ is a poem for mums and dads. As parents, our days are already tightly bound by routine – early starts,...

Attracta Fahy's chapbook, 'Dinner in the Fields' has been my close companion in lockdown.  I have lived the East Galway landscape through the words - all that golden warmth, long summers, the texture of grass, hay and stone . . . In Killererin, graveyards lose their spectral frames, become part of the community, and through childhood memory they will live forever.

The sea is more than foam and see through water. It is memory and it is living.  Although I live quite far...