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Carlow Writers' Co-Operative member, Doreena Jennings, is representing Ireland at the International Fringe Festival in Tranås, Sweden. Doreena has been taking part in workshops, giving readings of her work, giving talks and presentations, attending artistic performances and having an all round good time in the company of the Swedes. We know you are having a ball, Doreena - may your time in Sweden be creative and productive. ... See MoreSee Less

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Longstanding Carlow Writers' Co-Operative member Derek Coyle had his first poetry volume reviewed in this Saturday's 'The Irish Times'. The poems in Derek's 'Reading John Ashbery in Costa Coffee, Carlow' were described by the Times' John McAuliffe as 'funny, slight and quick on their feet', possessing something 'of Paul Durcan's desire to say what has not been said before.' ... See MoreSee Less

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Longstanding Carlow Writers Co-Operative member Derek Coyle had his first poetry volume reviewed in this Saturdays The Irish Times. The poems in Dereks Reading John Ashbery in Costa Coffee, Carlow were described by the Times John McAuliffe as funny, slight and quick on their feet, possessing something of Paul Durcans desire to say what has not been said before.Image attachment

A number of Carlow Writers' Co-Operative members are enjoying Darren Donohue's The Writing Room workshops this summer. Darren is currently the Carlow writer-in-residence. We are delighted to see two of his poems published in this Saturday's 'The Irish Times'. Well done, Darren. ... See MoreSee Less

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A number of Carlow Writers Co-Operative members are enjoying Darren Donohues The Writing Room workshops this summer. Darren is currently the Carlow writer-in-residence. We are delighted to see two of his poems published in this Saturdays The Irish Times. Well done, Darren.Image attachment

Here you go. I've compiled all of your mad/alternative/surreal poetry thoughts.

The Alternative Poetry Disco Prompt

1. I catch snowflakes on my tongue.
2. I love to dye eggs in my spare time; I'll only eat pink eggs.
3. I bounced my balloon in the swimming pool.
4. My canary wore a three piece suit to the wedding.
5. I ate all the plastic grapes in the window display.
6. Yeats materialized beside me in Powers and gave me the tip.
7. The crow flew down and advised me how to build the shed.
8. Though Ferd had been everywhere from Timbuktu to Tucumcari, he had never seen a bird with a penis.
9. The more she struggled to concentrate on the exam paper, the larger the Chestnut tree grew from her right ear.
10. And Santa sang ‘Twinkle Twinkle Little Star’ in Mozartian fashion to a baroque orchestra conducted by Tom Waits.
11. 'I think work is overrated', said the pigeon to the Traffic Warden, as he contemplated Existentialism from his perch on the traffic light.
12. I found a hedgehog nesting in the freezer.
13. Naked, as the day he was born, or that one time in Tesco.
14. He climbed into the frozen food fridge naked in a protest against global warming... and left, storing his nuts for winter.
15. The banana sighed at the sight of the expense reports.
16. The swallows are back from Africa, they walked and swam a year to get here.
17. Jesus, the silence was deafening, the flies were doing Riverdance on the mirror again, the ants the fandango on the washbasin...
18. I watch the green door float down the river…I want to use it to enter another sky...
19. I burn bridges with my retractable five colour ballpoint pen.
20. The sprint across the custard filled swimming pool.
21. The raindrops keep falling on my feet.
22. Bob's my uncle but he's a horse.
23. The donkey put too many apostrophes in his trailer.
24. A drop of the crater asked the chap on top of Mount Vesuvius.
25. Let the sea boil in a can of Coke.
26. Dali was kissing Monet on the Opera stage. They weren’t monkeys…
27. The horse was sucked into the jet engine.
28. A flock of cheddar answered the phone.
29. I go up and down in a horizontal town.
30. The stale lasagne was used as a brick filler.
31. A trail of orange togs was in her wake.
32. I have packed the sink with strawberries.
33. ‘Eat your greens.' Said Mrs Green. Whilst Mrs Parsnip complained about discrimination.
34. Will someone answer the lobster telephone…whilst I switch off the Pineapple television?
35. There are rectangles in my tomato machine.
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For all the Carlow fans of Prof. Murphy.

Who or what were your musical influences growing up and why?

I was the youngest of five. I’d often sneak into the crypt of my elder brothers’ room and rifle through their records. The sleeves had as big an impact as the musical content. Thin Lizzy’s Jailbreak and Live & Dangerous, Horslips’ The Tain, Led Zeppelin’s The Song Remains the Same, Pink Floyd’s Wish You Were Here. I’d wonder: who are these freaks? They look… unsavoury.

Weirdly enough, I also remember messing around with side 2 of Bowie’s Heroes, the ambient side. I’d play it at the wrong speed and record myself speaking over the top into an old Sony tape recorder, a sort of early template for the spoken word/music recordings I’d do with the Revelator Orchestra.What are your earliest musical memories? From years one through ten: an old orange mono record player in the living room on which my mother would play Count John McCormack albums. The Dubliners’ cr…
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Members of the Co-Op wished outgoing Director, Derek Coyle, the best on his retirement from that position. Derek has directed the Co-Operative for eleven years and is making way for new leadership next year. In customary fashion, he recieved a handcarved clock - a very approrpiate gift on retirement!!! The crack was had as Derek noted the fun times that have been had over the years and he wishes the future leadership of the Co-Operative the very best in all that they will do going forward. ... See MoreSee Less

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Congrats Derek and best of luck with your new ventures

More time for writing, Derek! How wonderful.

Best of luck Derek 👏

Well done with everything Derek Coyle it was lovely to see you all on my trip there

Fair ball bro giving somebody else a chance

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A good friend of the Carlow Writers' Co-Operative, Mel Perry, has written a really beautiful tribute poem to another great friend of the Co-Operative Denis Collins. Sadly, Denis passed away recently. The poem is super and Denis would be very proud of it. Denis was instrumental in linking us with the Welsh bard Mel Perry - and the rest is history. Carlow writers have been to Wales and Welsh writers and symphonic band members have been to Carlow. The Welsh connection was vital in linking us to Sweden; and several members have been to Sweden now. Carlow - Wexford - Wales - Sweden - Abú!!! In honour of our dear friend and his red shoes - here's Mel's poem.

Red Sandals

(i.m. Denis Collins)

From the coffee shop on Mallin Street
to sunset in the elusive west
everything was one colour that day

A plastic tablecloth
in Scandinavian style
white hearts in squares,
running stitch in cotton thread
hearts on white mugs
raspberry jam sponge
tomatoes in the salad
knitted, buttoned tea cosies
and minestrone soup
sweet spice in Chai Latte
a chicken’s comb-
the painted iron kettle
my pencil top too

Lampshades above the counter
a chocolate powder dredger
for the cappuccinos
you will never drink
blackboard chalked
menu headings
film themes playing
Amelie and Moulin Rouge
bottles of wine
hearts in greetings
on messenger,
doors of the arts centre,
geraniums, begonias
for the town in bloom,
a ladybird on the pavement

my polka dot shirt
and canvas shoes
a woman’s handbag
a man’s blush
an extravagant goldfish
painting on the wall
at Green Acres

your line mid-poem
about this town
Deirdre’s lips
her dolly pumps
Roachey’s trouser patches
the vape of an artist
who’s cutting down
a lighter for the one
who won’t
the hose reel, hydrant,
extinguisher and tool box
strawberries in a punnet
the music stand
and spot lights
on the band
the port signal at Rosslare
Guillemot’s shadow
shifted to Kilmore Quay
drum beat rhythms
palm-slapped applause
fire in our voices
passion in our words
tears we cried
for snowflakes,
the banjo man,
Moon River and
Wild Montain Thyme
salt-encrusted eyelids
a choke in my throat
for peace at last

the X- shaped void
we try to heal
with a hug
your flag for integrity,
inclusion, hardwork
your sandals
paint-spattered
life-scuffed
and stained
polish-rubbed
rest in final display
in your
Creative Hub.

Mel Perry
June 2019
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A good friend of the Carlow Writers Co-Operative, Mel Perry, has written a really beautiful tribute poem to another great friend of the Co-Operative Denis Collins. Sadly, Denis passed away recently. The poem is super and Denis would be very proud of it. Denis was instrumental in linking us with the Welsh bard Mel Perry - and the rest is history. Carlow writers have been to Wales and Welsh writers and symphonic band members have been to Carlow. The Welsh connection was vital in linking us to Sweden; and several members have been to Sweden now. Carlow - Wexford - Wales - Sweden - Abú!!! In honour of our dear friend and his red shoes - heres Mels poem.

Red Sandals

(i.m. Denis Collins)

From the coffee shop on Mallin Street
to sunset in the elusive west
everything was one colour that day

A plastic tablecloth
in Scandinavian style
white hearts in squares, 
running stitch in cotton thread
hearts on white mugs
raspberry jam sponge
tomatoes in the salad 
knitted, buttoned tea cosies
and minestrone soup
sweet spice in Chai Latte
a chicken’s comb- 
the painted iron kettle
my pencil top too

Lampshades above the counter
a chocolate powder dredger 
for the cappuccinos 
you will never drink
blackboard chalked 
menu headings
film themes playing
Amelie and Moulin Rouge
bottles of wine
hearts in greetings
on messenger,
doors of the arts centre,
geraniums, begonias 
for the town in bloom,
a ladybird on the pavement

my polka dot shirt 
and canvas shoes
a woman’s handbag
a man’s blush
an extravagant goldfish
painting on the wall
at Green Acres

your line mid-poem 
about this town
Deirdre’s lips
her dolly pumps
Roachey’s trouser patches
the vape of an artist
who’s cutting down
a lighter for the one
who won’t
the hose reel, hydrant, 
extinguisher and tool box
strawberries in a punnet
the music stand
and spot lights
on the band
the port signal at Rosslare
Guillemot’s shadow
shifted to Kilmore Quay
drum beat rhythms
palm-slapped applause
fire in our voices
passion in our words
tears we cried
for snowflakes,
the banjo man, 
Moon River and
Wild Montain Thyme
salt-encrusted eyelids 
a choke in my throat
for peace at last

the X- shaped void
we try to heal 
with a hug
your flag for integrity, 
inclusion, hardwork
your sandals
paint-spattered
life-scuffed
and stained 
polish-rubbed
rest in final display
in your
Creative Hub.

Mel Perry
June 2019Image attachmentImage attachment

Folks, we are looking for mad and insane suggestions for a poetry prompt we are working on.

The idea is to make links between things that are not obvious; the more far out the better. Something like:

1. I catch snowflakes on my tongue;
2. I love to dye eggs in my spare time; I'll only eat pink eggs.
3. I bounced my balloon in the swimming pool;
4. My canary wore a three piece suit to the wedding;
5. I ate the plastic grapes from the window display;
6. Yeats materialized beside me in Powers and gave me the tip;
7. The crow flew down and advised me how to build the shed;
8. ...
9. ...
10. ...
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I watch the green door float down the river

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Oh the memories

I have to confess I have made several attempts but have not read it. Does my head in with all that stream of consciousness!!!!

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Carlow Writers' Co-Operative member, Derek Coyle, will make an appearance on Carlow Television (CWLTV) on Wednesday - he'll be talking about his new book, with great footage from the launch night. And some words of wisdom from the Wexford Professor, Peter 'Cursed' Murphy.

Coming up Wednesday at 7pm on www.cwltv.ie

AnomalE talks to Jo Mangan, Director of the Carlow Arts festival about this years line up.

Out & About with Alicia talks to 16 year old Rachael Donohoe about her picture book Being a True Friend

AnomalE talks to local Poet Derek Coyle about writing and his new collection 'Reading John Ashbery in Costa Coffee, Carlow'

Highlights from The Carlow Vintage and Classic car show in Duckett's Grove

Harsh Reality Sketch show

Ours Short Film

CWLTV
Catch local Poet Derek Coyle on AnomalE this Wednesday on CWLTV
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Carlow Writers' Co-Operative member, Pauline Flynn, will be in Narrative 4 in Limerick this coming Thursday 30th reading poetry written in response to objects in the Limerick and Hunt Museums as part of the Visible Reminders of Invisible Light Project. Have a blast, Pauline - enjoy! ... See MoreSee Less

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Carlow Writers Co-Operative member, Pauline Flynn, will be in Narrative 4 in Limerick this coming Thursday 30th reading poetry written in response to objects in the Limerick and Hunt Museums as part of the Visible Reminders of Invisible Light Project. Have a blast, Pauline - enjoy!

Two Carlow Writers' Co-Operative members, Simon Lewis and Derek Coyle, read last night in Hogan's Bar in Dublin as part of the annual Lithuanian Spring Poetry Festival. This is a big festival in Lithuania dating back to the 1950s and it gets to travel around the world to countries where there is a significant Lithuanian community present. It was a lovely occasion that brought contemporary poets from Lithuania to Ireland to read and to meet Irish poets. ... See MoreSee Less

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Two Carlow Writers Co-Operative members, Simon Lewis and Derek Coyle, read last night in Hogans Bar in Dublin as part of the annual Lithuanian Spring Poetry Festival. This is a big festival in Lithuania dating back to the 1950s and it gets to travel around the world to countries where there is a significant Lithuanian community present. It was a lovely occasion that brought contemporary poets from Lithuania to Ireland to read and to meet Irish poets.Image attachment
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