As we strolled down Main Street, Ennistymon, the diversity of vehicles passing through town unmistakably trended to agricultural equipment. By about the third tractor and yet another indescribable piece of towed plant, I thought this image would capture the feel of Main Street, Ennistymon.
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Ripple, Ripple in the Wall Unlike some stone cast into a still pond, these ripples in the cafe window were frozen in time from the moment of their creation. Perhaps they wanted to subdue the view of the street. Perhaps they wanted privacy for their clientele. Perhaps they were just being arty. Regardless, this was […]
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For almost ten years my wife has been patiently waiting to have ‘Grace Notes’, the creative part of her PhD thesis, published. Without compromise there was only one publisher acceptable to her: Salmon Poetry, based in Ennistymon, in the west of Ireland. When she first cast her line we were living in Australia. It was […]
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