Anorexicby Eavan Boland ( Read more... )

Legends by Eavan Boland

for Eavan Frances

Tryers of firesides,
twilights. There are no tears in these.

Instead, they being the world again,
making the mountain ridges blue
and the rivers clear and the hero featherless-

and the outcome always undecided
so the next teller can say begin and
again and astonish children ( Read more... )

Nocturneby Eavan Boland ( Read more... )

I Rememberby Eavan Boland ( Read more... )

The Womenby Eavan Boland ( Read more... )

Our Origins Are In The Seaby Eavan Boland ( Read more... )

The Carousel in the Parkby Eavan Boland ( Read more... )

We Are Always Too Lateby Eavan Boland ( Read more... )

The Rooms of Other Women Poetsby Eavan Boland ( Read more... )

A little late today -- sorry.

Making Money
by Eavan Boland

At the turn of the century, the paper produced there was of such high quality
that it was exported for use as bank-note paper.
- Dundrum and Its EnvironsThey made money ( Read more... )