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Last Wishes

Eileen Clark·May 16, 2023

Last Wishes written by: Eileen Clark @DiixieLove I want to walk down a gravel road Hear stones...

Poetry English

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Australian Bush Christmas 1963

Meg Dunn·December 23, 2021

Australian Bush Christmas 1963 written by: Meg Dunn We wake at dawn and drag our pillow slips...

English Literature Christmas

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Seed Court

Susan N Aassahde·November 15, 2021

Seed Court written by: Susan N Aassahde @poetry_curfew frost blossom picnic woven stomp brunette cadet ranch...

English Poetry

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Purple Dress, 1945

Fay L. Loomis·May 12, 2021

Purple Dress, 1945 written by: Fay L. Loomis she wears hand-me-down saved for special occasion to Sunday...

Poetry English

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My Darling

Jeff Flaig·March 1, 2021

My Darling written by: Jeff Flaig Tears bled like a gaping wound And my eyes, a blue...

Poetry English

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The Sandwich Shop

R.C. Morgan·October 4, 2020

The Sandwich Shop written by: R.C. Morgan “A tomato, red onion and vegemite sandwich please,” asked the...

English Literature

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Were I A Poet

Eli Garcia·August 18, 2019

Were I A Poet written by: Eli Garcia Were I a poet, my best work would contain...

English Poetry

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Solitude In The Woods

Gayl Wright·June 13, 2019

Solitude In The Woods written by: Gayl Wright @GaylWright A sudden light broke Warm as mid-summer Wonderful,...

English Poetry

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A Sunny Adoption

Dr Usha Sridhar·November 2, 2017

A Sunny Adoption written by: Dr Usha Sridhar “Kavitha have you packed some fruits?” asked my concerned...

Literature English

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Eamon lives with his wife Ruth in Carriglaine on the edge of the Wild Atlantic Way in Ireland. A late comer to the writing scene, his first book, I'm a Big Boy Now, saw the light of day last November, well after his 72nd birthday. A collection of humorous childhood memories gives the reader a passport to an Irish boyhood in a less frantic, more adventurous age, reliving a time of skinned knees and home-made go-karts, clean dirt, Saturday night baths, and the kind of candy that'd nearly cost you your teeth. Back when it always seemed to snow at Christmas, the summers were long and golden and the friendships were forever. Eamon is also a regular contributor to RTE Radio, Ireland's National Broadcaster, where he reads his vignettes in the Word in Edgeways slot.

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Last Wishes

Australian Bush Christmas 1963

Seed Court

Purple Dress, 1945

My Darling

The Sandwich Shop

Were I A Poet

Solitude In The Woods

A Sunny Adoption

Echoes of The Heart

Pushing Daisies

Interview Q&A II With Eamon O’Leary

Doorway to a Rainy Day

Blackbird’s Love

Writing on Wood

The Jesus & Mary Chain

Up There

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Easter Egg Hunt

The Magic of Easter

Slow Dream