Ronnie McGinn's Poetry Page
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The Irish Examiner USA
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Long Island City
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or, preferably, you can email it direct to
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If possible keep your poem to 20 lines. You may choose any subject you like, in any form you like as long as it's original. We look forward to hearing from you. |
Emileine Mahoney of Hyde Park, NY recently celebrated her 13th Birthday.
Emileine is an eighth grade home schooled student and likes riding horses and Irish step dancing (which she taught herself for five years).
She also like listening to the Chieftains and the Clancy Brothers, and playing piano.
Since she's been old enough to write words, she's been writing stories and poems.
Emileine must be one of, if not the, most talented 13 year olds I have ever come across. Her poem speaks for itself!
THE TRAGEDY OF EDGAR ALLEN TENNYSON
A painting on a tile
With a woman in an isle
Tis my Eleanor's dear smile
On my tower door.
Her skin is pale, her smile bold
A fair young maid with hair of gold.
And to her then my heart I sold,
to marry my lovely Eleanor.
But after our wedding on our shore
Of my love I saw no more.
For a wind by us tore
killing my Eleanor Annabelle Lee.
And then the knights of another land
Saw her faint and took her hand
And laying her in a boat on the sand
That read "The Lady of Shallot".
My restless spirit cannot tame
And now a raven of the same
Comes by night to chant her name:
"Eleanor Annabelle Lee of Shallot".
My dreadful tale I have told
A forgotten mystery of the old
Of the woman to my heart I sold
All for a tile on my tower door.
© Emileine Mahoney
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