Poems

John McCullagh December 10, 2010

The RMS Titanic was a British registered four funnelled ocean liner built for the transatlantic passenger and mail service between Southampton and New York. Constructed at the Harland and Wolff shipyard in Belfast, the Titanic was on her maiden voyage, the largest vessel afloat.

John McCullagh December 28, 2009

With the Irish social system broken by military defeats and Plantations from the sixteenth to the eighteenth centuries and the princely families no longer available as patrons of the poets, the cultivation of Irish learning passed from the hereditary families into the hands of the common people.

John McCullagh December 13, 2009

For some unknown reason, certain phrases within dramas and/or poems become enshrined in the language.  The first lines of this for example, and the phrase ‘movers and shakers’. In any case when you are next in the Town Hall, you might choose to draw attention to the inscription around the balcony’s frontage (the first couplet […]

John McCullagh December 6, 2009

Despite our collective anguish at the current Church crisis, we remember our individual spiritual lives:  my contribution is this moving poem by Plunkett : I see his blood upon the roseAnd in the stars the glory of his eyes …

John McCullagh November 18, 2009

Who fed me from her gentle breastAnd hushed me in her arms to restAnd on my cheeks sweet kisses pressed ?My mother.