by Orna Ross | Jul 6, 2014 | The Rest |
“Please, “ask yourself whether these great sorrows have not, rather, gone right through the middle of you? If much within you has not changed, if you haven't somewhere, in some place, changed your being, while you were sorrowful?… “If it were...
by Orna Ross | Jun 23, 2014 | Poetry |
Where are you? The splendour of creation awaits. Beauty veiled, she dallies, playing with the wings of birds passing, swaying her hips with the wind, wanting to dance, to bring you music from planets and clouds. Call her by right name, hear her...
by Orna Ross | Jun 14, 2014 | Fiction |
Yeats activity is hotting up in Ireland, as June 13th 2015 will be the 150th anniversary of his birth. Yesterday was the third annual Yeats Day in Sligo and Jimmy Deenihan TD, Minister for Arts, Heritage and the Gaeltacht used the occasion to launch “Yeats...
by Orna Ross | May 26, 2014 | Go Creative! |
Creativism is: the conscious application of creative principles to everything in life A Creativist is: a person who applies creative principles to the art of living e.g. home, relationships, money, work. Creativists adopt conscious creation as a way of life. We...
by Orna Ross | May 20, 2014 | Poetry |
Come out into the garden, someone says. It’s almost seven and the table is laid. Yes come. Evening wind is cooling the trees, and we are here, whispering over the rim. See, your mother staring out through the eyes of your son. Your niece hands you a peach with her...
by Orna Ross | May 11, 2014 | The Rest |
Mrs Dalloway contemplates the dinner party she will throw later: “But to go deeper, beneath what people said (and these judgements, how superficial, how fragmentary they are!) in her own mind now, what did it mean to her, this thing she called life? “Oh,...