Poem by Alice Kinsella (Ireland) Published in The Ofi Press issue 50
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Petrichor
It rained only when we seemed to find Some sliver of contentment When our socks had dried out again Or we found a windless spot to have a cigarette We said we’d make the most of it anyway Which only seemed to serve as permission For the heavens to throw open their gates. |
Alice Kinsella is an Irish writer. She holds a BA(hons) in English Literature and Philosophy from TCD. Her poetry has been published or is forthcoming in a variety of publications, including Headspace magazine, The Fem literary magazine, Poetry NI Holocaust memorial anthology, Poethead, Icarus, Headstuff, The Galway Review, Poethead, The Sunday Independent, Skylight47, Boyne Berries and Flare.
She has been listed in several competitions including Creative Writing Ink’s poetry competition January 2016, Fourth Annual Bangor Poetry Competition, Hungry Hill Wild Atlantic Words Poetry Competition and the Over the Edge new writers competition 2016.
Image: "Summer storm" by Gary Crawford.