Workhouse to Hospital


This poem which was passed to us by Martin Toal was written in 1998 by Jim McParland, and was delivered by him at a 50th celebration of the National Health Service.

That celebration was held at the Mourne Country Hotel.  Present were a number of people who were employed in the old Workhouse – and some who remained on the staff in that building after its integration into the NHS.

Jim McParland was one such.   He wrote the following poem about his memories.

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Wooden Chalices


You might suspect

that the following

epigram was

recently written. 

Not so.

It’s from the

17th century!

Gold priests, wooden chalices

In Ireland of Patrick’s time

Golden chalices, wooden priests

As the wretched world stands now!

Clarity in the Dark


It is evening …

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