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Fidel Hogan Walsh

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the poet

Hailing from Ireland's County Cavan, Fidel Hogan Walsh has seen her poetry appear in many journals, including Poethead, Pendanic, The Irish Times, The Storms Journal, and in the University College Dublin Archives. She's been heard reading her work on the Eat the Storms poetry podcast numerous times, and was a featured poet on A Thousand Shades of Green. Fidel's poem What Peace Feels Like made her a winner of the inaugural Enlighten Prize (with Hambly & Hambly), which she won again in 2021 with her poem for you. Her first collection, Living with Love, was published in 2020, while her second – Time, a collaboration with photographer Julie Corcoran – launched Ireland's Culture Night that same year.

the poems

We Are the
Night Lovers

(save our souls)

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              A canvas showing off on a sweeping splendorous indigo sky

                            crowded in bright twinkling trailing stars


                                  Waning nightmares seek solace

                            in the silver crescent of a moody moon


                       Nocturnal shift ends on a peeking pink sunrise 

                     whisking away dreams Death itself wanted part of


                A river lullaby lulls sleep on a meadows lush green grass

                  in the dark shadows of love — we are the night lovers

Travel Through Time

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We are born of        water                                       

in a white mist of sea                                       

& of everlasting memory                                       


Where land & ocean touch                                       

wild wind storms           sing                                       

in a whistle of waves                                       


Loud natural eerie     sounds                                       

erupt from ancient callings                                       

of man & of    beast                                       


On a rough morning          tide                                       

with poor visibility                                       

I see you out of        reach                                       


You adrift of free movement                                       

       wandering         aimlessly                                       

where memories have no meaning                                       


I now must travel through   time                                       

to bring you back                                       

to our sacred      beginnings                                       

Surreal

~ 22nd May 2024 ~


The life you know, is no longer known.

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                                              the mountains

                               half in shadow & hues of deep blue


                                               they beckon

                              only then do i whisper out your name


                                           quiet quickening

                           echoes take you to my outstretched arms


                                         nonexistence reality

                              were we of this world & of our time


                                                 the sea

                      we dip down to those stormy crashing dreams


                                                 the end

                           we are no more / you / me / & of now


                                             what remains 

                           deep green lush mountains & a calm sea


Publishing credits

All poems: exclusive first publication by iamb

© original authors 2025

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