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Margaret O'Brien

Margaret O’Brien teaches and writes in the Southeast of Ireland. A native of Carrick-on-Suir, she has lectured on the BA and MA programmes in the School of Education, Waterford Institute of Technology. She is currently on a career break, now putting a greater focus on writing and the teaching of writing. Her short  story ‘Ritual’ was recently published by The South Circular and she has been shortlisted for the Irish Writers’ Centre’s The Lonely Voice competition. She is an affiliate of Amherst Writers and Artists and is a founding member of Amherst Writers Ireland. Margaret leads writing workshops in the Southeast several times a year and also runs monthly poetry nights in Brewery Lane Theatre, Carrick-on-Suir. In April 2013 she hosted the inaugural Brewery Lane Writers’ Weekend.

 

 

 

My Father's House

 

 

All the things that were said, that hid

what we needed to say,

now hang suspended in the amber

of the dusty afternoon sunlight. 

The summer after he died,

that hot, hot July,

we took on the task of his house

a house he had never shared with wife

or children. His place, never ours. 

The fireplace stood there,

empty, yawning, cold. 

No longer will it crackle to life,

with flames that leap up the chimney,

thrusting out sparks

that sting the unwary.

 

Cracked plates on the shelf wait to be useful. 

The red Busy Lizzie sits on the windowsill, potbound.

 

And yet, as I move through the rooms 

read letters, newspaper clippings,

find faded postcards buried in drawers,

I know that we had all lived here. 

In the biscuit tins full of loose photographs,

 

he had kept us, youthful.

 

 

©2013 Margaret O'Brien

 

 

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