Archive for December, 2006

New Poem - Concrete Putty

Saturday, December 30th, 2006

Concrete Putty
by John O’Brien, Jr.

I see your angry eyes
and other things too
I see you walking down the hall,
single file
shadow your shadow
feet shuffling, eyes down
you won’t look right at me
but the defiance still rides on your back
weighing you down
a malignant cancer
eating away at the opportunity
that is life
I see your angry eyes
3D
against the brightly lit clean walls
so […]

Announcing the 2007 Festival Lineup:

Monday, December 25th, 2006

Cleveland’s Irish Cultural Festival

Tommy Makem
Cherish the Ladies
Tommy Fleming
Liz Carroll & John Doyle
Johnny McEvoy
Jimmy Carton
John McDermott
Seven Nations
The Prodigals
Gaelic Storm
James Kilbane
Dermot Henry
Dublin City Ramblers
Brigid’s Cross
New Barleycorn
Brace Yourself Bridget
Brendan Shine
Michael O’Brien & Philomena McGovern
Dennis Doyle
Pete Kelly Ceili Band
Bruno’s Boys
The Kilroys
Mossy Moran
These are confirmed bookings to date, check the website, www.clevelandirish.org, for updates

Band Aid ‘06

Sunday, December 17th, 2006

The Harp, a Cleveland area fixture known for great Irish food, music and craic, hosted Band Aid ’06, on December 16th, in benefit of staff member Sinead [Shin naid] Elbert, who was recently diagnosed with Stage III cervical cancer and faces a tough battle to overcome the disease and all the accompanying troubles the treatment […]

A funny - You couldn’t make this stuff up

Monday, December 11th, 2006

Subject: FW: ships passing in the night
You’ve Gotta Love the Irish! This is the  transcription of the ACTUAL radio conversation between the British and the Irish off the coast of Kerry, October 1998. Radio conversation released by the Chief of Naval Operations 10-10-98.
IRISH: Please divert your course 15 degrees to the South to […]

Shake the Bones

Friday, December 8th, 2006

Shake the Bones
by John O’Brien, Jr.
Christmas smells and sounds drift through the house.
The sun is shining brightly.  There is no snow
But the cold and wind shake the bones, the panes
Shudder and stress.  Sticks against the racing clouds
On the beautiful blue canvas of the half clear sky
Cinnamon and pine and the green, red and gold
Brightly tantalize […]