Roberta Beary lives in Mayo, Ireland.
Their work appears in Tiny Love Stories: True Tales of Love in 100 Words or Less (New York Times, 2020) and One Breath: Notes from the Reluctant Engagement Project (Doire Press/ Clan Beo, 2021) which pairs their haiku with artwork by families of people with disabilities.
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Yes. Caught in her teeth and her heart as well where immigration is concerned; the fear intensifies to the max is she has children. Thanks for creating this.
Yes. Caught in her teeth and her heart as well where immigration is concerned; the fear intensifies to the max is she has children. Thanks for creating this.
in line
shadows moving faster
than me
Sometimes juxtapositions are so over done we don't see a strong overall poem, but this works tremendously on many levels.
It's definitely one that should be anthologised many times.
Alan, With Words
roberta fine image let that red line be there immigration
dusty faces in old lorry
dust bowl
unemployment
the mosquito’s head bends
into a wrist
End bgaa manaihan htesuu shdee, Busad gazar bdg humuus yamar bdagiig medehgui ym. Yamaan omogoo bardam zan gej enduureed yawna. Haana Mongolchuud bna tend arhidalt, zodoon nudeen baina daa. Zun dalain ereg orosn 2 mongol 24 tsagiin delguuriin umnu uuchihsan suuj bna, 20-d hooson beernii laaz hajuudaa urhcihsun. Duu n changarchihsn, tednees uur zugaalah gej ireed tegj mal boltoloo uusan humuus algaa. Busad n baig gehed uudagiig n oilgohgui ym daa.