Liam Carson
@liamcarson.bsky.social
Author of memoir Call Mother a Lonely Field. Haiku poet (first collection Belfast Twilight just published by Salmon Poetry). Director of IMRAM Féile Litríochta Gaeilge/Irish-language Literature Festival.
Some nice poetry titles in the post today from Broken Sleep Books
January 16, 2026 at 1:40 PM
Some nice poetry titles in the post today from Broken Sleep Books
This is the woman who should have been awarded the Nobel Peace Prize.
January 16, 2026 at 11:12 AM
This is the woman who should have been awarded the Nobel Peace Prize.
'One Homeland. One People. One Heritage.' This is a slogan the US government is increasingly using on social media. The Nazi slogan was 'Ein Volk, ein Reich, ein Führer' (One People, One Realm, One Leader).
January 14, 2026 at 2:52 PM
'One Homeland. One People. One Heritage.' This is a slogan the US government is increasingly using on social media. The Nazi slogan was 'Ein Volk, ein Reich, ein Führer' (One People, One Realm, One Leader).
Great poem by John Hughes, from the latest issue of Poetry Ireland Review, with poems on the theme of love chosen by Theo Dorgan.
January 13, 2026 at 10:42 PM
Great poem by John Hughes, from the latest issue of Poetry Ireland Review, with poems on the theme of love chosen by Theo Dorgan.
Poem by Thomas A Clark.
January 9, 2026 at 4:21 PM
Poem by Thomas A Clark.
Stone found by Niamh at Dún Laoghaire Baths today.
January 6, 2026 at 9:48 PM
Stone found by Niamh at Dún Laoghaire Baths today.
Released on this day 50 years ago.
'Where do I begin...on the heels of Rimbaud moving like a dancing bullet thru the secret streets of a hot New Jersey night filled with venom and wonder...'
- Bob Dylan
'Where do I begin...on the heels of Rimbaud moving like a dancing bullet thru the secret streets of a hot New Jersey night filled with venom and wonder...'
- Bob Dylan
January 5, 2026 at 5:27 PM
Released on this day 50 years ago.
'Where do I begin...on the heels of Rimbaud moving like a dancing bullet thru the secret streets of a hot New Jersey night filled with venom and wonder...'
- Bob Dylan
'Where do I begin...on the heels of Rimbaud moving like a dancing bullet thru the secret streets of a hot New Jersey night filled with venom and wonder...'
- Bob Dylan
Christmas book token booty.
January 3, 2026 at 10:10 PM
Christmas book token booty.
Poem and image by Ian Hamilton Finlay.
January 2, 2026 at 8:37 PM
Poem and image by Ian Hamilton Finlay.
A blessing for you all on the first day of the new year. By poet Thomas A Clark.
January 1, 2026 at 1:31 PM
A blessing for you all on the first day of the new year. By poet Thomas A Clark.
Latest poetry book booty.
December 30, 2025 at 7:51 PM
Latest poetry book booty.
nightfall
fifty silent seagulls
fly across the dark sea
fifty silent seagulls
fly across the dark sea
December 30, 2025 at 7:45 PM
nightfall
fifty silent seagulls
fly across the dark sea
fifty silent seagulls
fly across the dark sea
Poem by Novica Tadić from Serbia, translated by Charles Simic.
December 30, 2025 at 5:45 PM
Poem by Novica Tadić from Serbia, translated by Charles Simic.
An invitation to The Champagne Charlie Club, sent by Ciaran when he was literature officer in the Arts Council of Northern Ireland. This one sent to my friend poet John Hughes.
December 29, 2025 at 5:59 PM
An invitation to The Champagne Charlie Club, sent by Ciaran when he was literature officer in the Arts Council of Northern Ireland. This one sent to my friend poet John Hughes.
Here's an invitation to The Champagne Charlie Club, sent by my brother Ciaran when he was literature officer in the Arts Council of Northern Ireland. This one sent to my friend poet John Hughes.
December 29, 2025 at 12:48 PM
Here's an invitation to The Champagne Charlie Club, sent by my brother Ciaran when he was literature officer in the Arts Council of Northern Ireland. This one sent to my friend poet John Hughes.
drizzling rain
a man gazes at unsold books
in a closed shop
Dún Laoghaire
in the drizzling rain
dreams of lost empire
Dún Laoghaire
Drizzling rain falls
in the empty harbour
drizzling rain
the smell of damp and tobacco
on my father’s coat
Photo: Arrival of Queen Victoria in Dún Laoghaire, 1900
a man gazes at unsold books
in a closed shop
Dún Laoghaire
in the drizzling rain
dreams of lost empire
Dún Laoghaire
Drizzling rain falls
in the empty harbour
drizzling rain
the smell of damp and tobacco
on my father’s coat
Photo: Arrival of Queen Victoria in Dún Laoghaire, 1900
December 28, 2025 at 8:52 PM
drizzling rain
a man gazes at unsold books
in a closed shop
Dún Laoghaire
in the drizzling rain
dreams of lost empire
Dún Laoghaire
Drizzling rain falls
in the empty harbour
drizzling rain
the smell of damp and tobacco
on my father’s coat
Photo: Arrival of Queen Victoria in Dún Laoghaire, 1900
a man gazes at unsold books
in a closed shop
Dún Laoghaire
in the drizzling rain
dreams of lost empire
Dún Laoghaire
Drizzling rain falls
in the empty harbour
drizzling rain
the smell of damp and tobacco
on my father’s coat
Photo: Arrival of Queen Victoria in Dún Laoghaire, 1900
grey Saturday
thinking of Santōka
walking on and on
Santōka stares
at the countless stars
so cold the night
walking through
the middle of nowhere
Santōka writes haiku
drunk in a field
he sleeps with the crickets
Santōka
thinking of Santōka
walking on and on
Santōka stares
at the countless stars
so cold the night
walking through
the middle of nowhere
Santōka writes haiku
drunk in a field
he sleeps with the crickets
Santōka
December 28, 2025 at 8:46 PM
grey Saturday
thinking of Santōka
walking on and on
Santōka stares
at the countless stars
so cold the night
walking through
the middle of nowhere
Santōka writes haiku
drunk in a field
he sleeps with the crickets
Santōka
thinking of Santōka
walking on and on
Santōka stares
at the countless stars
so cold the night
walking through
the middle of nowhere
Santōka writes haiku
drunk in a field
he sleeps with the crickets
Santōka
damp
deep in the very air
gulls cry
little beggar
a starling
with a broken wing
twilight
the laughter of lovers
a blackbird’s song
wee boy sleeps
in his father’s arms
a blackbird’s song
darting through
a breaking wave’s spray
a wagtail
boulders
thrown onto land
dark sea’s power
deep in the very air
gulls cry
little beggar
a starling
with a broken wing
twilight
the laughter of lovers
a blackbird’s song
wee boy sleeps
in his father’s arms
a blackbird’s song
darting through
a breaking wave’s spray
a wagtail
boulders
thrown onto land
dark sea’s power
December 26, 2025 at 6:02 PM
damp
deep in the very air
gulls cry
little beggar
a starling
with a broken wing
twilight
the laughter of lovers
a blackbird’s song
wee boy sleeps
in his father’s arms
a blackbird’s song
darting through
a breaking wave’s spray
a wagtail
boulders
thrown onto land
dark sea’s power
deep in the very air
gulls cry
little beggar
a starling
with a broken wing
twilight
the laughter of lovers
a blackbird’s song
wee boy sleeps
in his father’s arms
a blackbird’s song
darting through
a breaking wave’s spray
a wagtail
boulders
thrown onto land
dark sea’s power
Tá Seán Mac Mathúna imithe ar shlí na fírinne. Fear uasal, greannmhear, diabhlaíocht ina chuid cainte agus ina chuid scéalta. Duine de na scríbhneoirí is fearr a bhí againn sa tír seo riamh. Cailliúint ollmhór. Ar dheis Dé go raibh a anam dílis.
Grianghraf: Máire Uí Mhaicín.
Grianghraf: Máire Uí Mhaicín.
December 26, 2025 at 4:28 PM
Tá Seán Mac Mathúna imithe ar shlí na fírinne. Fear uasal, greannmhear, diabhlaíocht ina chuid cainte agus ina chuid scéalta. Duine de na scríbhneoirí is fearr a bhí againn sa tír seo riamh. Cailliúint ollmhór. Ar dheis Dé go raibh a anam dílis.
Grianghraf: Máire Uí Mhaicín.
Grianghraf: Máire Uí Mhaicín.
Christmas day present soundtrack from His Bobness.
December 25, 2025 at 11:24 AM
Christmas day present soundtrack from His Bobness.
Haiku by Chuck Brickley, from his magical collection downhill home.
December 24, 2025 at 4:19 PM
Haiku by Chuck Brickley, from his magical collection downhill home.
Haiku by Peggy Willis Lyles.
December 21, 2025 at 4:44 PM
Haiku by Peggy Willis Lyles.