As you my readers know, I love poetry and all the nuance, paradox and emotion conveyed by the magical manipulation of words. When I heard from Joan, a native of the Bronx, raised in an Irish family, I was captivated by the idea of a memoir in verse.
And so I asked Joan if she would like to write a guest post for my blog, to introduce you to her writing. As a theme for her piece, I suggested she focus on what it means to her to be Irish, and to share her Irish American story.
When I read her submission, I was blown away. As Joan wrote, her answer turned into verse, memories coming to life through familiar names, places and an Irish American backdrop that influenced and illuminated every moment of her childhood.
I am honored to publish Joan’s poem, Irish Litany, here today. I hope her poetic words will resonate with you, as they did with me.
Handler conveys the emotions and thoughts of her early teen self in a manner that recalls my own adolescent years. She speaks in a very frank and personal way that will both in turns pull you in and disturb you. Read more at Simply…
If you have questions about your faith or about Catholicism in general, this is a good book for gaining a better understanding. Even if you don’t have these questions but were once the one labeled Too Tall or Tattle Tale (or a myriad of other nicknames),…
I have become a fan of reading coming of age stories, and “Confessions of Joan the Tall” is a memoir that I won’t soon forget. Read the full article at WV Stitcher
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