“The Fair Land” by Séamus Scanlon
Near dawn I wake. / The pale blue light cascades over me. / It drills and spills down through me…
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“Helpless” by Séamus Scanlon
“In Eyre Square the boy Victor waited, watching the front entrance of the Great Southern Hotel. The bells of the Abbey church struck 2:00 am in the rain-solaced silence.”
“Degree of Difficulty” by Seamus Scanlon
Galway City, late July—when dawn comes early—5am, only twenty minutes off. All was calm. All was bright. It reminded me of something . . .
“The Great Fire of Galway” by Seamus Scanlon
My brother Sid was a fire starter who started early. He was twelve. He was precocious. He was an igniter atrocious. He was a pyromaniac poet laureate . . .
“On the House” by Seamus Scanlon
It was a rainy day in Galway. Nothing new—Galway and rain are synonymous, along with fog, mist, hailstones, slippery footpaths, pneumonia . . .
“The Resurrection Love Song” by Seamus Scanlon
Dusk was falling on a high summer day in Galway City, a place that claimed me but never loved me . . .
“Laffey Minor” by Seamus Scanlon
The new teacher, Mister Moran, was on an exchange program from New York. Our school was a nickname maelstrom—Ghoul, Moose, Bull, Scab, Pox-face, Arse-brain. He was Moron straight off. He got off easy. You should have seen him . . .