This is about a river that flows through County Meath. It enters the sea at Drogheda, flowing through Slane at speed. Trinity is where it begins: from a well, a spring, a drain. Flows northeast past hilly heritage: Tara, Screen and Slane. I love to walk along its banks, starting off at the Bridge of
According to myself, Im something of a poet on the side. More of the folk poetry tradition more than the established kind, the local River Shannon has seen me cominsing a few verses from time to time while passing its banks. One verse in particular, which I wrote when quite young, in my teens, is
The Broadmeadow Estuary between Swords and Malahide is a natural amenity that attracts a lot of visitors daily. Growing up in Swords in the late fifties it was the place my parents often took me for a walk, to see and feed the swans, to meet my Uncle Denis, togged out in his waders as
It isn’t a river. It doesn’t need a name. It is The Burn, a word that means a small stream and describes it perfectly. It isn’t deep enough to be dangerous. In dry weather a child can cross it by jumping from one brown rock to the next. Despite its short length and minimal depth
Living by the Irish Sea for most of my life; the poem ‘Sea-Fever’ by John Maseifeld strikes a special resonance for me and has a particular place in my heart. “I must go down to the sea again For the call of the running tide Is a wild call and a clear call That may
The Camac is a 24km river that runs through county Dublin. The source of the river is Mount Seskin , Saggart the mouth of the river is River Liffey at Heuston staiton. Over 100 years ago many mills such as sawmills, papermills, woollen mills, grain mills and gun powder mills all lined the riverbanks. Although
I was born in 1957 and grew up on the Commons Road in Clondalkin village. The Camac River – also known locally as the Drinker, or the Sandy-hole, depending on which era you were born into. In my childhood we nicknamed it – the Drinker. The River was synonymous with all aspects of our childhood.
As a child, I was always drawn to the river. I wasn’t a lonely child but I was the first cousin of one. My parents worked hard on the farm and my brother who was 5 years older spent a lot of his time helping them. I was too small to help for many jobs,
Written by x after interviewing Mick Devery The ‘Three Rivers’, site of the Black Bridge on the river Brosna Pollagh is a village in the bogs of County Offaly, nestled between two waterways: the river Brosna and the Grand Canal, both central to its story. The canal arrived in the early 1800s along with the
I have heard snippets of these stories before but it is at times like these that one really begins to take note. The conversation opens around my memory of a black and white photograph that is now only recently in my father’s possession. The photograph taken in 1969 depicts a man fishing by the River
There are many holes or pools on the river Feale in county Kerry but one in particular stands out. It is called the Cot Hole or Poll na Coite in Irish. It is a rather deep section, about twenty feet, between the Kilmorna road and Duagh village near where the Callaghans now live. It got
Grace Mc Laughlin left the small cottage she shared with her husband, Traolach, close to the shore of Glenade Lake. The air shimmered with the expectancy of another splendid September day. The weather had been unseasonably warm for the past week or so; azure sky and an intense sun that suggested mid-July more than late
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