Muddy country path beside a wooden fence beneath a large tree

An Bóithrín

Introduction to An Bóithrín An Bóithrín began as a quiet challenge: to find poetry in one small, overlooked thing lying half hidden on an old path — something worn, ordinary, full of unwritten stories. What grew from that is not rhymed or formal — it chose free verse because this kind of landscape does not … Continue reading An Bóithrín