• Sadhbh


    Defense is hunger and Hunger is defense

  • Imbolc


    In this season of frozen ground, of recovery and hibernation, of orange Midnights, in my painful silence I have listened for her, Brigid of the earth and sky…

  • Spéirbhean


    is é atá le rá aici áit éigin idir teangacha // what she has to say is somewhere between languages

  • Autumnal


    Nothing is set or fixed, that we grow Apart from time as well as with it

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