Flux-World

by Kevin T McEneaney Creation: process of variation among life forms on this goodly planet where chemicals continually change and biological organisms swerve and adapt to the environment. The universe…

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Stopping, not stopping

by Neil Donnelly On Dublin’s Grafton Street I pass an old man, vainly trying to squeeze notes from a harmonica, an upturned empty hat as his feet. Something of that…

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About these birds

by Kevin T McEneaney As a child I watched Looney Tunes cartoons, yet I didn’t know just what a loon was. Later on in life, I discovered loons: their peculiar,…

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Webb pond

Webb Pond, Maine by Kevin T McEneaney Ducks puddle on pond, loons dive in water, curling flock of frothing clouds overhead, shoreline landscaped with angular gray rocks, hawk circling high,…

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Lost files

neurons in the brain by Kevin T McEneaney There are many varieties of rocks, so many kinds that I’m often confused. At times I think there are rocks in my…

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When did Black Coffee become Americano?

by Neil Donnelly Walking towards the Golf club, sun beating on the Old Head of Kinsale; at the Sentry Box, between a limp tricolor and a stars n’ stripes, a…

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Auroral Nights

   after Joachim du Bellay by Kevin T McEneaney In Iceland there’s no shortage of lava while the ocean offers plenty of salt. Combine these two common ingredients: one arrives…

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When stars arrive

by Kevin T McEneaney When it’s too darn hot to do anything, even think about what could, should, be done, then one might doze off in the brutal heat, only…

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The ancient-storied kiss

by Kevin T McEneaney Like us, many animals give a kiss. Clown-fish pucker kiss to attract a mate. Foxes rub noses or mock-bite on neck. Elephants touch trunks, plunge them…

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Dandelions on the brain

by Kevin T McEneaney Dead-heading dandelions on the lawn, squeezing the yellow juice of the flower, will do nothing at all for the landscape— for the dandelion exceeds our thought…

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