The Myth in Short, a poem by Karina Tynan

 (for Midir and Etain) Is that it... Love tires consciousness, fortifies the senses So a fly becomes a jewelled thing You can see beyond the blackness To the rainbow colours And the wings are beautiful, aren’t they Such a great work of artistic genius And a fly will never let you forget It’s presence

Pillow Talk Post War A Retelling by Karina Tynan

Introduction  One night Queen Meadhbh of Connaught* and her husband Ailill* lay in bed enjoying their pillow talk. They were comparing their wealth to prove their equality in all possessions. They discovered one exception. Ailill owned the white bull, Finnbhennac and Meadhbh had no such bull. Enraged by this inequality she began a search to …

Deirdre And The Sons of Usnach A Retelling By Karina Tynan

Introduction One night Fedlimid, harper to King Conchubar MacNeasa had a feast. At the end of the evening his unborn child screamed from inside his wife’s belly. The poet Cathbad was called upon to make a prophesy. The prophesy foretold: Because of her great beauty the child Deirdre will bring sorrow and bloodshed to Ulster. …