The Fish Anthology 2020 was to be launched as part of the West Cork Literary Festival (July 2020), but the festival has been cancelled for 2020.
Top 10 poems will be published in the FISH ANTHOLOGY 2020.
1st prize: €1,000
2nd: a week in residence at Anam Cara Writer’s and Artist’s Retreat.
3rd:€200
Comments on the winning poems are from Billy Collins (below), who we sincerely thank for lending his time and experience to judge the prize.
Congratulations to the ten winning poets and also to the poets whose poems made the short-list of 83, and to the poets who made the long-list of 295. Total entry was 1,952.
The overall winning poem Father, by Peggy McCarthy (link).
More about the nine winning poets (link).
Selected by poet, Billy Collins, to be published in the Fish Anthology 2020
FIRST |
Father |
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SECOND |
Some Pleasures |
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THIRD Susan Musgrave (Haida Gwaii, B.C. Canada) |
Wild and Alone |
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HONORARY MENTIONS |
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Allen Tullos (Georgia, USA) |
Shoegazers’ Companions |
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Celeste McMaster (Charleston, S.C. USA) |
Edisto Island, May 2019 |
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Michelle North-Coombs (Queensland, Australia) |
Dead Ant |
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Bill Richardson (Galway, Ireland) |
The Taking of Caravaggio |
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Leah C Stetson (Maine, USA) |
My Glacial Erratic |
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Angela Long (Haida Gwaii, B.C. Canada) |
On Reading Ecclesiastes 5 at St. Patrick’s Church of Ireland Cathedral |
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Geoff Burnes (Hampshire, UK) |
The Mothers and My Mother Tongue |
COMMENTS FROM JUDGE, BILLY COLLINS
“Father” by Peggy McCarthy (Waterford, Ireland)
This is a charming and haunting hinge poem, the balanced stanzas devoted to 2 photographs of a father. The poet’s craft and eye for detail act to ground a subject that could turn sentimental in less able hands. On first reading, I wrote “Lovely” in the margin next to the title. On second reading “That it is.”
“Some Pleasures” by Vanessa Lampert (Oxfordshire, UK)
A version of “My Favorite Things” (Coletrane’s is my favorite version of the song), this poem presents us with such an interesting and varied list, there’s no way we can foresee the shocking humor of the last lines. A sparkling exercise in imagination and restraint to a point.
“Wild and Alone” by Susan Musgrave (Haida Gwaii, B.C. Canada)
Only the clear-eyed can write soberly of a domestic argument, and here the poet resists theatrics for the ordinary details of the scene, except perhaps for the copy of Lowry flying into the flames. To learn from a mouse is the poem’s quirky but humble settlement.
“Shoegazers’ Companions” by Allen Tullos (Georgia, USA)
Beginning with “jiveboats” and ending on “Pagination Street,” this poem has a little of everything including a list and “alligator clouds bellying” along, but it’s all held together by its tone of sharp-edged humor.
“Edisto Island, May 2019” by Celeste McMaster (Charleston, S.C. USA)
Two English professors doing a jigsaw might sound dull, but not here with the sea shifting in the background and the 1,000 piece puzzle left unfinished. The professorial hand emerges to end the poem with a flood of similes.
“Dead Ant” by Michelle North-Coombs (Queensland, Australia)
A seriocomic meditation on an ant killed by a book. Literature and entomology collide.
“The Taking of Caravaggio” by Bill Richardson (Galway, Ireland)
A compelling defense of the usually indefensible Judas (the felix culpa is its precedent), convincing because of the poet’s reasoning and the precise observations on the physical details of the painting.
“My Glacial Erratic” by Leah C Stetson (Maine, USA)
A very imaginative and engaging poem in which a pursuit of a fictional Emily is caused by a concussion. A mother and a partner (I think) find room here, adding human reality to the literary.”
“On Reading Ecclesiastes 5 at St. Patrick’s Church of Ireland Cathedral” by Angela Long (Haida Guaii, B.C. Canada)
A meditation, as the title tells us, on the weight of the church measured in granite, until the poem slips into an elegy for a mother, who ends the poem beautifully almost hypnotically with her endless peeling.
“The Mothers and My Mother Tongue” by Geoff Burnes (Hampshire, UK)
A rap poem I wish I could hear maybe in a pub reading, but whose clever and persistent rhymes echo in the head. Plus, a listener at a reading would miss the structure of the poem, a double sonnet that swings in a circle back to its opening line. A perfect answer to the question “Where did rhyming go?” and living proof that vibrant language energy is not incompatible with craft.
WINNING POEM:
by Peggy McCarthy
Coming in I often pass you in the hallway, in sepia,
your wedding day, June 1955. You couldn’t believe your luck.
And sometimes I stop to catch a trace of something I missed.
Maybe it’s the way the light catches the glass
I think I almost see you clearly
but mostly you give nothing away.
Clear-eyed, upright photo-stance,
a peep of handkerchief in your breast-pocket,
your first and last trip to the photographer’s studio.
Right hand put away behind your back
your left- fingers folded in a fist,
elbow tentatively crooked for your new bride.
Going out, I sometimes glance at you again,
this time it’s the other photo, a dozen years after the first.
Your farmer’s grind cast briefly aside,
your brow furrowed, your slack half-smile.
And what do I really know? You were not for turning
from buckets and wells to pipes and plumbing,
from bicycle clips and tilly lamps to motor cars and electricity.
You knew land and fields and the cuckoo’s call.
You said the best part of the potato lies under the skin.
These things hold steady when I pass through
angling to catch a glimpse of something new in the fading
greys and blurry edges of an overcast summer.
MORE ABOUT THE WINNERS:
Peggy McCarthy is currently doing the M.A. in Creative Writing in U.C.C. and loving the opportunity to spend time with other writers. She was a primary teacher for many years. She loves hiking in the glorious Comeragh Mountains or swimming in the sea! Born near Skibbereen in West Cork, Waterford City has been home since childhood.
Vanessa Lampert recently completed an MA in writing poetry at Poetry School London. Since she works full time as an acupuncturist, something had to give so she gave up exercise and housework. saying these sacrifices were ‘easy as hell’. She now needs a lie down and a massage after walking up a single flight of stairs. Since lockdown she has hoovered round resentfully and has no plan to repeat this in the foreseeable.
Susan Musgrave writes, “In June, my husband, a writer and retired bank raider, died; in July, my mother, and, in December, my handsome cat, Boo. I don’t have a dog, but if I’d had one, I have no doubt he would have died, too.” When asked for a bio-note that did not, “in the interest of originality,” include details about her pets, she had this to say: “No comment.” (Unique cat videos available upon request.)
Allen Tullos, a professor of history and digital humanities at Emory University, is co-founder of the online journal Southern Spaces and author of two books of American Studies: Habits of Industry: White Culture and the Transformation of the Carolina Piedmont and Alabama Getaway: The Political Imaginary and the Heart of Dixie. “Shoegazers’ Companions” comes from an in-progress poetry manuscript of memoir, history, and musical ekphrasis.
Celeste McMaster, originally from Arkansas, now lives in Charleston, South Carolina. She is chair and a professor of the English Department at Charleston Southern University. Celeste writes poetry and fiction and enjoys yoga, traveling, and learning flamenco dancing. Lately, Celeste spends time being quarantined with her husband, Jason, and their three bulldogs. Instead of fretting about the pandemic, she meditates on beach time at Edisto and imagines a first trip to Ireland.
Michelle North-Coombes has lived in South Africa and the UK and now lives on the beautiful Gold Coast in Australia with her husband David. Having never quite recovered from the thrill of seeing her first poem published (aged 8, school newsletter) she continues to write whenever her creative muse co-operates. Otherwise, she can be found shouting at pollies on the telly, beachcombing or working on her rather dissolute family tree. She has a BA (Hons) in Journalism from QUT.
Bill Richardson published some poems as a young man but wrote little during decades of teaching at second and third levels. A native of Dublin, he is now Emeritus Professor of Spanish at the National University of Ireland Galway and has re-engaged in recent years with his passion for creative writing. He enjoys swimming in the Atlantic, reading writers such as John Ashbery and Jorge Luis Borges, and practising tai chi to the music of Arvo Pärt.
Leah C Stetson is from Maine. She writes poetry beside a black-ash seep and a pond. Her writing has appeared in Off the Coast, Red Ochre Lit, and the Fish Anthology 2019. She holds a master’s degree in human ecology, and is a graduate student in the Interdisciplinary PhD program at University of Maine in a tenacious pursuit of deep, Romantic ecology of wetlands. Last summer, Leah had an ‘out-of-body’ experience on the Beara Peninsula in search of the Hag of Beara.
Angela Long writes because she doesn’t know what else to do, in any genre that will have her. Poetry remains her first love though and has helped her stay sane. Ever since the age of 14, when she wrote a sonnet for a stream, she has been hooked. She’s originally from Canada but likes to wander. Right now she’s living in Galicia, Spain.
Geoff Burnes is a writer, editor, musician, erstwhile business consultant, travel addict, environmentalist, opinionated political commentator and general smartarse. He lives with his delightful wife Elizabeth, who has tolerated him for many years, and has no children or pets, because they wouldn’t. For most of his career, he wrote sales proposals and marketing documents, so he has a good grounding in fiction. He now writes mainly poems, short stories, long stories, song lyrics and polemic.
(alphabetical order)
There are 83 poems in the short-list. The total entry was 1,952.
TITLE |
First Name |
Last Name |
Golden Circles |
Tylr |
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L’Envoi |
Jeannette |
Barnes |
And Twice on Monday |
Kat |
Bernhardt |
Epoch |
Bhupender K |
Bhardwaj |
Ancestry |
Partridge |
Boswell |
Ancestry (final) |
Partridge |
Boswell |
The Facebook of Faiyum (final) |
Partridge |
Boswell |
The Unknowing |
Partridge |
Boswell |
Portrait of a Wyoming Midwife |
Burt |
Bradley |
Night Cooking |
Mary |
Brown |
Winter Sagesse |
una |
brown |
The Mothers and My Mother Tongue |
Geoff |
Burnes |
Tornado |
Terry |
Chess |
At the Fishmonger’s with my son |
Alexandra |
Corrin-Tachibana |
Requiem For A Young Irish Poet |
David |
Del Bourgo |
the poplar leaves are unafraid |
James |
Finnegan |
Love |
Sharon |
Flynn |
Creatures of Habit |
Jonathan |
Greenhause |
Autumn Term Photograph, 1977 |
Shay |
Griffin |
The Cormorant Comes After a Death |
Sinead |
Griffin |
University of Edinburgh Anatomy School |
Debi |
Hamilton |
Clearing the Lane |
Eithne |
Hand |
A Fruit-Picker’s Paycheck |
Lenore |
Hart |
Dropping a tab of Keats after the wedding |
Mark A |
Hill |
The More of Less |
Deirdre |
Hines |
FIJI |
Nicholas |
Hogg |
Driving to See My Mother for the Last Time |
Matt |
Hohner |
Vacation with Sorrow and Lightning |
Matt |
Hohner |
I Know Where Pheasants Hide On Shoot Day |
kirsty |
hollings |
a day of old age |
Gary |
Hotham |
Cast Off |
Liz |
Houchin |
Retrospective |
Liz |
Houchin |
Co-dependence |
Elizabeth |
Hulick |
Uplift |
Des |
Kavanagh |
Bound for Home |
James Allan |
Kennedy |
Day Surgery |
Lesley |
Kenny |
Elephants Walk on Their Tiptoes |
Lesley |
Kenny |
Turnstile |
Noel |
King |
Some Pleasures |
Vanessa |
Lampert |
“On the Reservation at Tahola, Washington |
Susan |
Landgraf |
Title |
First Name |
Last Name |
Unrhymed (After the Killing) |
Don |
LePan |
On Reading Ecclesiastes 5 at St. Patrick’s Church of Ireland Cathedral |
Angela |
Long |
Last teatime |
Alison |
Mace |
These Hands |
Brian |
Martens |
The Silence in the Hall |
Seán |
Martin |
Tokyo #06 |
Jenna |
Matecki |
Father |
Peggy |
McCarthy |
En route to the dream hospital, a murder |
Kathleen |
McCoy |
Soaring |
Lorraine |
McLeod |
Edisto Island, May 2019 |
Celeste |
McMaster |
Bee Litany |
Michele |
Miller |
Holy |
Michele |
Miller |
Our Da Was The Night Man |
cathy |
Miller |
WILD AND ALONE |
Susan |
Musgrave |
Dead Ant |
Michelle |
North-Coombes |
Aotearoa |
Judy |
O’Kane |
They Curve Like Rings |
Colm |
O’Shea |
Zed Tree |
catherine |
ormell |
Last Will and Testament |
Val |
Ormrod |
things to do in quarantine |
Olivia |
Phillips |
No: 11274 |
Robyn Maree |
Pickens |
Caribbean Dream |
Anthony |
Powers |
Returns |
Zara Raab |
Raab |
The Taking of Caravaggio |
Bill |
Richardson |
Metabolic Loops and Rheumatoid |
Rachel |
Rix |
Dust |
Howard |
Robertson |
Rupture |
Barry |
Ryan |
CHILDREN’S SANITORIUM 1945 |
Colin |
Sanders |
Suitcase |
Penny |
Sharman |
Women’s Locker Room |
Laura |
Shore |
Bone Collector |
Kevin |
Smith |
Metamorphosis of a Celebrant Upon the Turning of the Year |
Harvey |
Soss |
My Glacial Erratic |
Leah |
Stetson |
Self-Portrait with Anxiety |
L.J. |
Sysko |
Vagary |
Linda |
Tierney |
Shoegazers’ Companion |
Allen |
Tullos |
Blind Side |
rob |
wallis |
Mum Died |
rowena |
warwick |
Casting-off |
Pat |
Winslow |
Home Was a Bruised Knee and Still We Danced |
Mary |
Wolff |
The Night is Full of Invisible Rain |
Patricia Helen |
Wooldridge |
The Year in Thirteen Moons |
Steve |
Xerri |
(alphabetical order)
There are 295 poems in the long-list. The total entry was 1,952.
Title |
First Name |
Last Name |
Golden Circles |
Tylr |
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I Can’t Stop Loving You John Keats |
Kim |
Addonizio |
“Ceiling” |
Austin |
Alexis |
In the beginning was a word |
Karen |
Ashe |
Green Line; Foothills, Isere; Frequency and Pitch |
Jennifer |
Barber |
L’Envoi |
Jeannette |
Barnes |
Mistress or Partner? |
Rita |
Bates |
Last Frame |
Jackie |
Bennett |
Half Cut |
Trish |
Bennett |
Communion |
Kat |
Bernhardt |
The Death Bed of Leonardo da Vinci |
Kat |
Bernhardt |
And Twice on Monday |
Kat |
Bernhardt |
Epoch |
Bhupender K |
Bhardwaj |
In a City Favored by the Gods |
David |
Black |
Matrilineage |
Heather |
Boland |
The Facebook of Faiyum |
Partridge |
Boswell |
The Facebook of Faiyum (final) |
Partridge |
Boswell |
The Unknowing |
Partridge |
Boswell |
Ancestry |
Partridge |
Boswell |
Ancestry (final) |
Partridge |
Boswell |
Villanelle at a party |
rosalind |
bouverie |
tall tale |
rosalind |
bouverie |
Portrait of a Wyoming Midwife |
Burt |
Bradley |
Night Cooking |
Mary |
Brown |
Winter Sagesse |
una |
brown |
#MeToo |
Achas |
Burin |
The Mothers and My Mother Tongue |
Geoff |
Burnes |
Twigs’ Cradle (for Steve) |
Poppy |
Burton |
In the Grounds of St. Mary’s |
bern |
butler |
All That Remains |
steven |
cahill |
Lawn Party |
steven |
cahill |
Trapping Crows |
Lorraine |
Carey |
Cape Ann Light Station |
Helen |
Carl |
NuoroWaltz/Partnerless |
Cheryl |
Carpenter |
Season of Brigid |
Anne |
Casey |
A Pair of Codgers |
michael |
casey |
Tornado |
Terry |
Chess |
Asparagus |
Martin |
Childs |
Enlargement |
Martin |
Childs |
Ageing |
Damianos |
Chrysochoidis |
THE HOME |
John |
Claxton |
The Fourteenth Lock |
brid |
connolly |
Village |
Kevin |
Conroy |
Japanese Bathing Etiquette |
Alexandra |
Corrin-Tachibana |
A Personal Glossary |
Alexandra |
Corrin-Tachibana |
Coming Home |
Alexandra |
Corrin-Tachibana |
At the Fishmonger’s with my son |
Alexandra |
Corrin-Tachibana |
Clair De Lune |
Michael |
Costello |
Water over stone |
Anne |
Coughlan |
COAST |
A.M. |
Cousins |
Requiem For A Young Irish Poet |
David |
Del Bourgo |
Filtered Light |
siobhan |
dempsey |
Lamentations |
Elaine |
Desmond |
Archaeology |
Michael |
Dunne |
POWER CUT |
miriam |
dunne |
Eleven Questions, One Answer in a Long Caribbean Sentence |
Simon Peter |
Eggertsen |
Ordeal of the Bitter Water |
Alan |
Elyshevitz |
Stanch |
Alan |
Elyshevitz |
Parochial Sonnet |
Alan |
Elyshevitz |
The Blossoming |
David |
Evans |
A hill view |
Laila |
Farnes |
Hollow Bones |
Michael |
Farren |
Original Sin: The Marshmallow Life Sentence |
Bob |
Fedell |
Generosity |
Stephanie |
Feeney |
The Effects of Metastasis on Boy and Girl |
Molly |
Felder |
War |
sharona |
ferguson |
Coming down. |
Jay |
Fields |
the poplar leaves are unafraid |
James |
Finnegan |
Love |
Sharon |
Flynn |
A Distant Dark |
Maurice |
Forrester |
Dawn to Dusk |
armand |
forster |
Not Entirely Type-Cast, so |
Linda |
Franklin |
Hold the Questions |
Michael |
Freveletti |
Analysis, Terminable and Interminable |
David |
Galef |
Homecoming |
Denise |
Garvey |
A Kingfisher |
Jerry |
Gilpin |
The Cognitive Capacity of Tanks |
E A |
Gleeson |
Forces at Work |
Mel |
Goldberg |
Edith |
Cathy |
Goodman |
The Rewilding |
Anne |
Gottlieb |
The Skip |
Ian |
Gouge |
Freiburg in August |
brian |
gourley |
Creatures of Habit |
Jonathan |
Greenhause |
The Swans and the Stay-at-Home |
Shay |
Griffin |
Autumn Term Photograph, 1977 |
Shay |
Griffin |
The Cormorant Comes After a Death |
Sinead |
Griffin |
University of Edinburgh Anatomy School |
Debi |
Hamilton |
Pincer Movement |
Eithne |
Hand |
Clearing the Lane |
Eithne |
Hand |
Thaw |
George |
Harding |
Fruit Fly |
George |
Harding |
The Circle |
George |
Harding |
Hospital Appointment |
Ella |
Harris |
A Fruit-Picker’s Paycheck |
Lenore |
Hart |
My Father on a Summer Afternoon in 1957 |
Ninette |
Hartley |
The Pint |
Denis |
Hearn |
At Saint-Sulpice |
Brian |
Heston |
Dropping a tab of Keats after the wedding |
Mark A |
Hill |
Second Sight |
Deirdre |
Hines |
The More of Less |
Deirdre |
Hines |
Things My Father Knows |
Erich |
Hintze |
Storks |
Harold |
Hoefle |
KNOW THE DISTANCE TO A STORM |
Nicholas |
Hogg |
FIJI |
Nicholas |
Hogg |
Andrew Wyeth’s “Spring” |
Matt |
Hohner |
In Amsterdam, the Names |
Matt |
Hohner |
The House Wren |
Matt |
Hohner |
Driving to See My Mother for the Last Time |
Matt |
Hohner |
Vacation with Sorrow and Lightning |
Matt |
Hohner |
Carmen and Waldo |
Jesse |
Holland |
I Know Where Pheasants Hide On Shoot Day |
kirsty |
hollings |
BREAKING NEWS |
Anniken |
Holmsen |
a day of old age |
Gary |
Hotham |
Cast Off |
Liz |
Houchin |
Retrospective |
Liz |
Houchin |
Welcome Home |
Mandy |
Huggins |
Co-dependence |
Elizabeth |
Hulick |
Antigone’s Wirds Tae Lorca |
robert |
hume |
Trek |
Justin |
Hunt |
Walking |
Ethan |
Joella |
Shape Shift |
AK |
Kaiser |
Slaughter |
Zeeyoo |
Kang |
Uplift |
Des |
Kavanagh |
La Vita Nuova |
John D. |
Kelly |
Sower |
Shannon |
Kelly |
Waiting for the cows |
Pamela |
Kenley-Meschino |
Girl with long hair |
PETER UALRIG |
KENNEDY |
You can have the Lamborghini |
PETER UALRIG |
KENNEDY |
Wall artist |
PETER UALRIG |
KENNEDY |
Bound for Home |
James Allan |
Kennedy |
Day Surgery |
Lesley |
Kenny |
Elephants Walk on Their Tiptoes |
Lesley |
Kenny |
Turnstile |
Noel |
King |
Edinburgh Twilight |
Mel |
Konner |
Kovalam Dawn |
Mel |
Konner |
Let Me Garden Your Starts |
tad |
Kriofske Mainella |
Some Pleasures |
Vanessa |
Lampert |
Front door |
Vanessa |
Lampert |
Writers’ Conference at Ft. Worden Overlooking the Strait of Juan de Fuca |
Susan |
Landgraf |
“On the Reservation at Tahola, Washington |
Susan |
Landgraf |
Title |
First Name |
Last Name |
PRELUDE TO A FERRY CROSSING |
Stacey |
Lawrence |
BUTCHER |
Stacey |
Lawrence |
Before You the Blue |
Marcia |
Lawther |
With You To |
Marcia |
Lawther |
A Tiny One |
Josh |
Lefkowitz |
Eve |
Mary |
Legato Brownell |
The Source |
Nicholas |
Lenane |
Mother’s Milk |
Don |
LePan |
Unrhymed (After the Killing) |
Don |
LePan |
FANNI |
Jane |
Liddell-King |
Mothers |
Marion |
Llewellyn |
On Reading Ecclesiastes 5 at St. Patrick’s Church of Ireland Cathedral |
Angela |
Long |
Loosed from the Ground and Longing |
sandra |
longley |
To the Tenth Planet |
Kurt |
Luchs |
The City Bus |
Michael |
Lyle |
Last teatime |
Alison |
Mace |
Beauty of Wiltshire |
Laura |
Mahal |
Tonight, my son, |
Kevin |
Mannion |
IN THE BLOOD |
Jehane |
Markham |
THE DOLL’S HOUSE |
jehane |
Markham |
THE SEARCH |
jehane |
Markham |
Sun In Ear |
Brian |
Martens |
These Hands |
Brian |
Martens |
Alderwood |
Seán |
Martin |
Ghost House |
Seán |
Martin |
The Silence in the Hall |
Seán |
Martin |
Writer’s block |
Diego |
Martinez |
Tokyo #04 |
Jenna |
Matecki |
Tokyo #07 |
Jenna |
Matecki |
Tokyo #06 |
Jenna |
Matecki |
Portion controlled dinner for my love, Yitzhak |
Rachael |
Matthews |
WAITER THERE’S A FLY IN MY SOUP |
Kevin |
Maynard |
Tranquility |
Lena |
McCann |
Father |
Peggy |
McCarthy |
En route to the dream hospital, a murder |
Kathleen |
McCoy |
Curriculum |
Pat |
McCutcheon |
Second Chances |
Jim |
McElroy |
Ghost |
Rosemary |
McLeish |
Soaring |
Lorraine |
McLeod |
2020: YEAR OF THE DOG |
Katie |
McLoughlin |
Edisto Island, May 2019 |
Celeste |
McMaster |
Rotations |
George |
McWhirter |
Eos in a Rosy Jumpsuit |
Sighle |
Meehan |
Stutter |
mary |
miceli |
Holy |
Michele |
Miller |
Bee Litany |
Michele |
Miller |
Our Da Was The Night Man |
cathy |
Miller |
Near Real-Time |
Tom |
Minogue |
Pavane with Winter Fox |
Homer |
Mitchell |
WILD AND ALONE |
Susan |
Musgrave |
Post-Grad |
Jackson |
Musker |
She Thinks |
Carla |
Myers |
Origin Story |
Carla |
Myers |
It’s That Time of Year |
Carla |
Myers |
The Weight of Feathers |
Carla |
Myers |
Over Negronis |
Jed |
Myers |
A Visit |
Jed |
Myers |
dry |
Norm |
Neill |
east end |
Norm |
Neill |
Dead Ant |
Michelle |
North-Coombes |
Half-light |
Liam |
O Neill |
Chaff |
Damen |
O’Brien |
On Viewing A Portrait of W.B. Yeats in the Living Room Of a Harvard Professor’s House, c. 1965 |
C.P. |
O’Donnell |
The Future Waves a Yellow Hat |
Mary |
O’Donnell |
Musical Statues |
Judy |
O’Kane |
Aotearoa |
Judy |
O’Kane |
context |
Kevin |
O’Keeffe |
The Search |
Molly |
O’Mahony |
They Curve Like Rings |
Colm |
O’Shea |
Wrought |
Owen Patrick |
O’Sullivan |
Queen Meadbh |
Sean |
ODriscoll |
The conch |
Rena |
Ong |
Reflection |
Rena |
Ong |
The Dropped Shoe |
Rena |
Ong |
Zed Tree |
catherine |
ormell |
Last Will and Testament |
Val |
Ormrod |
The Bread and Butter Time |
Patricia |
Osborne |
At Some Point |
Marco |
Patitucci |
The Coldest Planet |
Marco |
Patitucci |
“Pantoum for Elizabeth” |
Tyler |
Payne |
One Starling |
Clare |
Pennington |
An Unauthorized Trip Across America, Arrested |
Niko |
Pfund |
things to do in quarantine |
Olivia |
Phillips |
No: 11274 |
Robyn Maree |
Pickens |
281 Southbound |
Kacie |
Pollard |
Little Maggy’s Face |
Stephen |
Pollock |
Metamorphosis |
Alyson |
Porter |
My Grandfather Ice Fishing on the St. Lawrence Seaway, 1935 |
Paul |
Powell |
Caribbean Dream |
Anthony |
Powers |
In Between Your Eyebrows I Find an Inkwell |
Cole |
Pragides |
Song to turn a body home |
Shannon |
Quinn |
Returns |
Zara Raab |
Raab |
Etchings |
Anna |
Ramberg |
Yellow Post Offices (Daddy) |
Nicole |
Reid |
Herring |
Nicole |
Reid |
The Taking of Caravaggio |
Bill |
Richardson |
Metabolic Loops and Rheumatoid |
Rachel |
Rix |
Dust |
Howard |
Robertson |
It Was Never Going to Be My Baby |
Jacqueline |
Rosenbaum |
Rupture |
Barry |
Ryan |
CHILDREN’S SANITORIUM 1945 |
Colin |
Sanders |
Thin Air |
Bruce |
Sarbit |
Standard Conditions on Earth |
Hayden |
Saunier |
mouse wren |
Diane |
Sexton |
life print, in points |
Renée |
Sgroi |
Suitcase |
Penny |
Sharman |
Women’s Locker Room |
Laura |
Shore |
The Sommelier |
Umit |
Singh Dhuga |
Foxtrot |
Umit |
Singh Dhuga |
Afterwards |
Jeff |
Skinner |
Loading the trailer |
Di |
Slaney |
The Black Dog |
Kevin |
Smith |
Bone Collector |
Kevin |
Smith |
Dustsheet |
Honor |
Somerset |
Little Laika |
Harvey |
Soss |
Metamorphosis of a Celebrant Upon the Turning of the Year |
Harvey |
Soss |
The End of You |
Deborah |
Southwell |
A Delicate Orchid |
James |
Stack |
The Ships Captain and Me |
eilis |
stanley |
I’ve written so much about my mother |
Rachel |
Stempel |
My Glacial Erratic |
Leah |
Stetson |
Oblivion |
Martin |
Sykes |
A Birthday To Remember |
Martin |
Sykes |
Self-Portrait with Anxiety |
L.J. |
Sysko |
Night Prowlers |
Veronica |
Szczygiel |
The Bumbles |
Veronica |
Szczygiel |
Swelter |
Ojo |
Taiye |
People Arriving for a Funeral, Shady Grove, Alabama, 1956 |
Jessica |
Temple |
How to Make Love while Looking out the Window at a Burnished Sky |
Toni |
Thomas |
On Leaving the Sunburnt Country |
Lynette |
Thorstensen |
Vagary |
Linda |
Tierney |
If Not |
Karen |
Tobias-Green |
The Dark Story of a Sky |
Patti |
Tronolone |
Shoegazers’ Companion |
Allen |
Tullos |
My Folks in Autumn |
Alice |
Turski |
Zurkhaneh |
Ellena |
Valizadeh |
Meditations at Newcomb Hollow |
Lynne |
Viti |
Benediction |
Maggie |
Wadey |
Stationery |
Lucy |
Wadham |
Blind Side |
rob |
wallis |
Assisted Living |
Jane |
Walster |
The Sea is Full |
Richard |
Walter |
Mum Died |
rowena |
warwick |
Mayakovsky, I |
Peter Graarup |
Westergaard |
All Yours |
Grace |
Wilentz |
The Pollan Seller, Market Day 1899 |
Glen |
Wilson |
Wanted: Fagin’s Bottle Green Greatcoat |
Sinead |
Wilson |
Casting-off |
Pat |
Winslow |
Waiting Room Waiting |
Mary |
Wolff |
Home Was a Bruised Knee and Still We Danced |
Mary |
Wolff |
The Night is Full of Invisible Rain |
Patricia Helen |
Wooldridge |
The Year in Thirteen Moons |
Steve |
Xerri |
Laika at 60 |
Dorothy |
Yamamoto |
Elysian Fields |
Saya |
Zeleznik |
Vivid, astute, gripping, evocative. These stories utterly transported me. – Sarah Hall (Short Story)
In the landscape of emotion and folly, Flash writers are a fearless lot – these stories prove it. – Michelle Elvy (Flash Fiction)
… combining the personal and particular with the universal, each touching in surprising ways … experiences that burn deep, that need to be told. – Sean Lusk (Memoir)
Strong poems. First place is a poem I wish I’d written! – Billy Collins (Poetry)
More… a showcase of disquiet, tension, subversion and surprise …
so many skilled pieces … gem-like, compressed and glinting, little worlds in entirety that refracted life and ideas … What a joy!
– Sarah Hall
… memoirs pinpointing precise
feelings of loss and longing and desire.
– Sean Lusk
What a pleasure to watch these poets’ minds at work, guiding us this way and that.
– Billy Collins
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Brave stories of danger and heart and sincerity.
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These are brilliant pieces from bright, new voices.
A thrill to read.
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I could see great stretches of imagination. I saw experimentation. I saw novelty with voice and style. I saw sentences that embraced both meaning and music. ~ Colum McCann
MoreThese glorious pieces have spun across the globe – pit-stopping in Japan, the Aussie outback, Vancouver, Paris, Amsterdam and our own Hibernian shores – traversing times past, present and imagined future as deftly as they mine the secret tunnels of the human heart. Enjoy the cavalcade. – Mia Gallagher
MoreThe standard is high, in terms of the emotional impact these writers managed to wring from just a few pages. – Billy O’Callaghan
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Every page oozes with a sense of place and time. – Marti Leimbach
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MoreDead Souls has the magic surplus of meaning that characterises fine examples of the form – Neel Mukherjee
I was looking for terrific writing of course – something Fish attracts in spades, and I was richly rewarded right across the spectrum – Vanessa Gebbie
Really excellent – skilfully woven – Chris Stewart
Remarkable – Jo Shapcott
The practitioners of the art of brevity and super-brevity whose work is in this book have mastered the skills and distilled and double-distilled their work like the finest whiskey.
More€12 (incl. p&p) Sunrise Sunset by Tina Pisco Read Irish Times review by Claire Looby Surreal, sad, zany, funny, Tina Pisco’s stories are drawn from gritty experience as much as the swirling clouds of the imagination. An astute, empathetic, sometimes savage observer, she brings her characters to life. They dance themselves onto the pages, […]
MoreHow do we transform personal experience of pain into literature? How do we create and then chisel away at those images of others, of loss, of suffering, of unspeakable helplessness so that they become works of art that aim for a shared humanity? The pieces selected here seem to prompt all these questions and the best of them offer some great answers.
– Carmen Bugan.
What a high standard all round – of craft, imagination and originality: and what a wide range of feeling and vision.
Ruth Padel
I was struck by how funny many of the stories are, several of them joyously so – they are madcap and eccentric and great fun. Others – despite restrained and elegant prose – managed to be devastating. All of them are the work of writers with talent.
Claire Kilroy
The writing comes first, the bottom line comes last. And sandwiched between is an eye for the innovative, the inventive and the extraordinary.
MoreA new collection from around the globe: innovative, exciting, invigorating work from the writers and poets who will be making waves for some time to come. David Mitchell, Michael Collins, David Shields and Billy Collins selected the stories, flash fiction, memoirs and poems in this anthology.
MoreReading the one page stories I was a little dazzled, and disappointed that I couldn’t give the prize to everybody. It’s such a tight format, every word must count, every punctuation mark. ‘The Long Wet Grass’ is a masterly bit of story telling … I still can’t get it out of my mind.
– Chris Stewart
The perfectly achieved story transcends the limitations of space with profundity and insight. What I look for in fiction, of whatever length, is authenticity and intensity of feeling. I demand to be moved, to be transported, to be introduced into other lives. The stories I have selected for this anthology have managed this. – Ronan Bennett, Short Story Judge.
MoreI sing those who are published here – they have done a very fine job. It is difficult to create from dust, which is what writers do. It is an honour to have read your work. – Colum McCann
MoreThe entries into this year’s Fish Short Story Prize were universally strong. From these the judges have selected winners, we believe, of exceptional virtue. – Carlo Gebler
MoreI was amazed and delighted at the range and quality of these stories. Every one of them was interesting, well-written, beautifully crafted and, as a short-story must, every one of them focused my attention on that very curtailed tableau which a short-story necessarily sets before us. – Michael Collins
MoreThese stories voice all that is vibrant about the form. – Gerard Donovan. Very short stories pack a poetic punch. Each of these holds its own surprise, or two. Dive into these seemingly small worlds. You’ll come up anew. – Angela Jane Fountas
MoreEach of the pieces here has been chosen for its excellence. They are a delightfully varied assortment. More than usual for an anthology, this is a compendium of all the different ways that fiction can succeed. I invite you to turn to ‘All the King’s Horses’. The past is here. Begin.
– Michel Faber
Literary anthologies, especially of new work, act as a kind of indicator to a society’s concerns. This Short Story collection, such a sharp and useful enterprise, goes beyond that. Its internationality demonstrates how our concerns are held in common across the globe. – Frank Delaney
MoreFrom the daily routine of a career in ‘Spoonface’, to the powerful, recurring image of a freezer in ‘Shadow Lives’. It was the remarkable focus on the ordinary that made these Fish short stories such a pleasure to read. – Hugo Hamilton
MoreIn a world where twenty screens of bullshit seem to be revolving without respite … there is nothing that can surpass the ‘explosion of art’ and its obstinate insistence on making sense of things. These dedicated scribes, as though some secret society, heroically, humbly, are espousing a noble cause.
– Pat McCabe
It’s supposed to be a short form, the good story, but it has about it a largeness I love. There is something to admire in all these tales, these strange, insistent invention. They take place in a rich and satisfying mixture of places, countries of the mind and heart. – Christopher Hope
MoreThere are fine stories in this new anthology, some small and intimate, some reaching out through the personal for a wider, more universal perspective, wishing to tell a story – grand, simple, complex or everyday, wishing to engage you the reader. – Kate O’Riodan
MoreI feel like issuing a health warning with this Fish Anthology these stories may seriously damage your outlook – Here the writers view the world in their unique way, and have the imagination, talent, and the courage to refine it into that most surprising of all art forms the short story. – Clem Cairns.
MoreEvery story in this book makes its own original way in the world. knowing which are the telling moments, and showing them to us. And as the narrator of the winning story casually remarks, ‘Sometimes its the small things that amaze me’ – Molly McCloskey
MoreThe stories here possess the difference, the quirkiness and the spark. They follow their own road and their own ideas their own way. It is a valuable quality which makes this collection a varied one. Read it, I hope you say to yourself like I did on many occasions, ‘That’s deadly. How did they think of that?’ – Eamonn Sweeney
MoreReally good short stories like these, don’t read like they were written. They read like they simply grew on the page. – Joseph O’Connor
MoreThe writers in this collection can write short stories . . . their quality is the only thing they have in common. – Roddy Doyle
MoreThis is the first volume of short stories from Ireland’s newest publishing house. We are proud that fish has enabled 15 budding new writers be published in this anthology, and I look forward to seeing many of them in print again.
More12 Miles Out was selected by David Mitchell as the winner of the Fish Unpublished Novel Award.
A love story, thriller and historical novel; funny and sad, uplifting and enlightening.
You only know who you can’t trust. You can’t trust the law, because there’s none in New Ireland. You can’t trust the Church, because they think they’re the law. And you can’t trust the State, because they think they’re the Church And most of all, you can’t trust your friends, because you can’t remember who they were anymore.
MoreA memoir of urban life, chronicled through its central character, Mackey. From momentary reflections to stories about his break with childhood and adolescence, the early introduction to the Big World, the discovery of romance and then love, the powerlessness of ordinary people, the weaknesses that end in disappointment and the strengths that help them seek redemption and belonging.
MoreIan Wild’s stories mix Monty Python with Hammer Horror, and the Beatles with Shakespeare, but his anarchic style and sense of humour remain very much his own in this collection of tall tales from another planet. Where else would you find vengeful organs, the inside story of Eleanor Rigby, mobile moustaches, and Vikings looting a Cork City branch of Abracababra?
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