Angela Byrne was born in Dublin. Her training includes City and Guilds Printing, Guildford College of Technology, Surrey, UK. She worked with The Pauper’s Press Printing Cooperative, in the East Oxford Community Workshops, Oxford, UK. In 1987 she set up Pirateproductions, Design and Printing. Angela returned to Ireland 1997 to settle in Conamara. Currently, she is working on a number of projects locally including painting signs and windows for Festive days and Murals in private houses; has collaborated in a number of projects with Galway Women in Media & Entertainment. Her Paintings and Prints have been exhibited locally and she has recently held a solo exhibition Taispeántas Pictiúr, Priontaí, Tigh an Táilliúra, An Cheathrú Rua.
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Poems of Love and War
Meeting
Like a Buddhist, you said,
we can free our minds,
the philosopher at the bar
counting out coins
remarking on the weather,
the only cool thing here was the talk
Struthan Tanga
Rain
Was it after Bridget’s Day
when the rain came back
and did not just fall down
It lashed around corners
swelling the streams
finding new paths to the sea
took my breath away
like you
Cinnte Dearfa
Sure and certain in the moonlight
silvered ghost of sun done for us well,
all the jewels of the earth touched my skin
your laugh spun out to the stars,
we moved together like a sunken ship
returning to the shore,
bare boned, sodden
Seeking Refuge
I like myself better
when not in love,
back in the bar
seeking refuge in hell,
cursing the natives
running down boreens,
feeling my heartbeat
breathing easy,
I like myself
Autumn
The winter of our discontent
beckons with cold fingers
to pry into every crevice
exposing all the old bones
I walk on a scarlet path
of fuchia fallen
tonight you look like a bird
eager to peck at my affections
dollar power politics
looms like a vulture
ready to swoop on
naive expectations
Tears run dry
Shapeshifting left me weary
tears run dry
will they populate Mars
with the welfare immigrants
sign up here next to the suicide bomber.