Mabh Savage
Words and the world passing by; how it sings to me; how I clamour back.
Month: August 2020
Calling Young Poets!
Do you know a child who is a budding young poet? If they can write a poem on the subject of: Moon and Stars Animals Weather Woodland, trees and forests Magic and mythology Then get them to put pen to paper (or fingers to… Continue Reading “Calling Young Poets!”
Avoiding the News
I used to roll my eyes at people who avoided the news. I saw it as a kind of “head in the sand” mentality. Refusing to accept facts. Living in a dream world. Frankly, I was a bit of a tool about it. Over… Continue Reading “Avoiding the News”
Saturday Night Takeaway
Do you know what sucks most about other people’s attitudes towards mental health? The assumption that because you can cope some of the time, you should be able to cope all of the time. Today was a day off. I worked bloody hard all… Continue Reading “Saturday Night Takeaway”
Merry Lúnasa
Wishing you all a wonderful first harvest weekend, whether you celebrate Lúnasa, Lammas or Yorkshire Day! All three have meaning for me, but Lúnasa is the festival I celebrate most. Click the link for a poem named for Samildánach, one of Lugh’s epithets. https://mabhsavage.com/2018/08/01/samildanach/
Mabh Savage 