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Eithne Lannon


Eithne Lannon is a native of Dublin. In 2016/17 she had work published in The Ogham Stone; Stanzas; Headstuff; Bare Hands; The Galway Review; Tales From The Forest; Skylight 47; A New Ulster, The Limerick Magazine and forthcoming Boyne Berries and FLARE 04. She was Artist in Residence in Loughshinny Boathouse, Co. Dublin in summer 2016.


Take the river’s curl, the ocean’s wave,
the never ending trees, the sway of a meadow,
the roll of the sun, the scattered stepping stars –

and take last month’s silver bud of moon
now come full to the sky, her mouth is wide and open,
white lips brimming with a soft wet light,

month by month, she gives her widening
emptiness to the earth, holds the planet in her orbit,
washes ocean after ocean over sand ¾

I stretch out my arms and reach for her,
hold hands with her rhythm, climb into her open
wound, my blood is lapping at her perpetual pull,

I sleep in the mantle of her tidal pulse, slip
the ring of her light onto my finger. At the last hour
of fullness, I wade inside her alluvial silt,

feel desire awash in my gut. Lost inside
her wholeness, carved into her darkening spine,
I am swallowed into goddess light.

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