Next Meeting
Tuesday 17th December @ The Source Library Thurles 7-8.30 pm all are welcome
Chair: Open
Writing Prompt: A Christmas Tale 300-500 Words
Quote
“Some of the biggest men in the United States, in the field of commerce and manufacture, are afraid of something. They know that there is a power somewhere so organized, so subtle, so watchful, so interlocked, so complete, so pervasive, that they had better not speak above their breath when they speak in condemnation of it.” – Woodrow Wilson
Prose along the way
No Man Is an Island
No man is an Island, entire of itself, every man is a piece of the continent, a part of the main, if a clod be washed away by the sea, Europe, is the less, as well as any promontory were, as well if a manor of thy friends or of thine own were; any man’s death diminishes me, because I am involved in mankind; and therefore never send to know for whom the bell tolls; it tolls for thee.
Could we but see the pattern of our days, we should discern how devices were the ways
By which we come to this, the present time this place in life
And we should see the climb our soul has to make
Up through the year we should forget the hurt
The wanderings, the fears, the wastelands of our life
And know that we could come no other way
Or grow into our good without these steps
Our feet have trod
Our faith found hard to meet
The roust of life winds on, and we like travellers
Go from town to town until we come to know the truth
That life is endless, and that we forever
Are inhabitants of all eternity?
John Dunne
Emmet has asked me to pass on this interesting news which is in today’s edition of the (Irish Independent Weekend Review) The Hennessy new Irish writing has a poem and story submitted each month.
For further information you can check this on line or purchase the paper. My italics