Category: Poems

Just a quick mention, before getting started.  To keep everyone abreast of the latest developments at One Irish Rover, plus links to lots more comments, I have added a new page to the top menu, to...

I am still enjoying Henry McAnally's book of poems from the early 1880s, "Effusions After Toil." Henry was reared near Portglenone. He left in 1859, to find work in Scotland, ending up as he...

In the late 1800s, the life of the farmer was very difficult.  Farm landlords could demand any price they wanted and could throw tenants out on a whim. Locals worked long hours on the land and were...

It was a delight to recently discover a very old book of local poetry by Henry McAnally. The book is called 'Effusions After Toil - a collection of poems and lyrics' McAnally was reared locally,...

I will arise and go now, and go to Innisfree, And a small cabin build there, of clay and wattles made: Nine bean-rows will I have there, a hive for the honey-bee, And live alone in the bee-loud...

Here's a photo from the late 1960's.   After cleaning the image up a tad, mum's handwritten comment from below the original photograph in her scrapbook was re-inserted.  On the left, Aunt May...