There are so many sayings, expressions, and idioms regarding the eyes. This poem seeks to focus in on the enormity of a moment captured in

Featuring the Poetry of PS Conway
There are so many sayings, expressions, and idioms regarding the eyes. This poem seeks to focus in on the enormity of a moment captured in
Sometimes I kick back after writing a poem, reread it, and am left wondering who wrote it. Seriously. Isn’t that so weird? Total “out of
Who doesn’t love a good faerie tale? As a young lad of Irish descent, I was raised to believe that the fae were not to
We make so many assumptions when we read literature – especially poetry. So much of what we take away from a poem is informed by
This poem is sad. No question about it. I cried when I finished it. Broke my heart. But what is it about certain poems that
Who doesn’t love romantic poetry and smushy gushy language? This is a love poem, for sure, on a surface-level reading. But I like it all
Ah! Language! I love to play with words and sounds. Have you ever read those lines from a poem where you have to say “yum!”
Passion. That loving, carnal swell of desire. Dancing with a lover. Maybe that lover is a goddess who traversed the Veil for this one night
I had so much fun writing this poem. Truly an emotional and intellectual challenge. First, I got to express my obsession with County Clare and
I suffer from thanatophobia. I fear death. Not sure if that fear roots itself in my failing search for god or my strong disbelief in
Nearly 30 years since my wife and I first started dating. I still love her more today than the day before. There are moments, like
This poem explores the notion of suffering. There is something profound to me in that idea. In reality, do we get so accustomed to our
Have you ever lost yourself in passion? Surrendered yourself, body and soul, to a moment? That feeling is so unforgettable. It can even trend a
“As flies to wanton boys, are we to the gods; they kill us for their sport.” – William Shakespeare, King Lear. This poem attempts to
This poem takes root in Irish mythology… the story of Fionn & Sadhbh. Epilogue with background story to follow. EPILOGUE A dark sorcerer turns the
For me, there is a certain je ne sais quoi about stories with surprise endings, poetic or otherwise. I struggle to capture the words for
Grief is so powerful. So devastating. It can make us feel powerless, even useless. I intentionally structured this poem as a simple, short vignette and
Being the namesake of an Irish saint like Saint Patrick is a heavy burden. Especially on St Paddy’s Day. But it’s a Celtic cross I
My Twitter friend, Martii, was my Muse for this poem. She lives in Norway and asked me to write a poem that combined passion with
I am fascinated with challenging themes. I think poetry can allow us a moment to acknowledge those darker, sadder feelings. Give them their space, so