You ask me how I recognise
the first sky of summer:
I don’t know, I use the term
to satisfy an obsession
with detecting the season’s start.
Each day we explain it away,
whether because of an errant shower
that flashes through in late afternoon
or a wind, measured as more than a puff
on the Beaufort Scale. By September
the waiting will be over and we will know
that summer has passed, hot, sunny days,
already forgotten, another victim
of hazy childhood memories.
A past winner of the Trocaire/Poetry Ireland and Poems for Patience competitions, he published his debut collection, ‘Growing Up in Colour’, with Doire Press in 2018.
His poems have been nominated for Pushcart, Forward and Best of the Net prizes and his Pushcart-nominated poem, ‘The Lion Tamer Dreams of Office Work’, was the title poem of an anthology published by Hibernian Writers in 2015. He is curator of the Irish Centre for Poetry Studies site.