by Orna Ross | Jul 22, 2018 | Poetry |
Today's Sunday Sample is a poem from a collection I'm putting together of bittersweet love poetry: Leaves I'll launch the collection next year, Valentine's Day. If you'd like me to write a poem for you, write telling me about a love in your life and I'll see if...
by Orna Ross | Aug 20, 2016 | Poetry |
On my back in the dark. given up to night, I lie, a fool aground. A suckling. yearning, turning in want and will, smothering in the urges of the underneath. Up there the spangled stars. The moon: one-quarter lit and on the wane. Hiding its hollows in its divide. And...
by Orna Ross | Apr 4, 2016 | Fiction |
“It was all ‘father, oh father’,” Bob Geldof says, mimicking a pious female voice addressing a priest. Then in his own voice: “Fuck off, you’re not my father.” Geldof is railing against Irish groveling to the Roman Catholic church in Fanatic Heart, a documentary...