Tuesday, July 28, 2015

The Shannon: To See Her Is To Love Her

Having begun writing on behalf of the beautiful and dynamic River Shannon back in 2012, I knew that one day I would have to set eyes on this jewel of nature and nation.

That dream has now come true.  For the past three days I've been enjoying glimpses of the River Shannon from the city of Limerick.  I hope to travel more deeply into the country and view the Shannon from more rural regions, as well.

Here is a view of the Shannon -- literally from my own perspective as an American traveler to Ireland for the very first time:


How could anyone not love this sparkling source of life, livelihood, history?

People of Irish heritage, especially, throughout the world, please help the River Shannon Protection Alliance (RSPA) to protect this living legacy of Ireland.  Becoming aware of the proposed environmental threats to the River Shannon is the first step.  Potentially disastrous proposals to divert the water supply of the Shannon first originated in Dublin City Council and have now passed on to Ireland's national water utility, Irish Water.

As soon as possible, I will follow up this post with a document of detailed specifics regarding the current status of these proposals.  In the meantime, please read through my tabs for background on this issue, and head right over to the RSPA website.

Tuesday, May 19, 2015

Seeking Picturesque Poetry or Prose

An invitation to writers to contribute picturesque, inspiring poetry or prose about nature (any facet of nature) and her treasures . . . 

To bring people together in an uplifting way, toward the cause of preserving Ireland's River Shannon from possible depletion and ruin.  
  
Submissions may be emailed to:  daisylink13@gmail.com.

Sunday, May 17, 2015

"Child's Play" - A Poem

Child's Play

Drink Shannon to the dregs, they will 
and spill her on the way; 
drunk with surfeit, bare of sense, 
living only for the day.  
And the day will come 
when the wasted drops 
and the billions wasted before 
will float away the ancient mop 
dingy and dripping behind the door.  
The children will play at the reservoir 
piped in by a very big straw -- 
funny Dublin blowing bubbles (!) 
bigger than any you ever saw.  
When the bubbles burst and float away 
and there's no more froth to spill, 
the children will see that it's Reckoning Day -- 
but do you think Dublin will?

Dedicated to the River Shannon.

Written 2012 by Carolyn Marra
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