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IN THIS poem from my 2005 debut collection, The Boy With No Face, I take a comic look at my mostly unsuccessful attempts at wooing a person of the opposite gender in night clubs such as The Oasis in Salthill.

There is a notion that there is some connection between being interested in the arts, and looking down one’s nose at the sort of people who think Camus is a place in Connemara, rather than a French existentialist novelist.

HAVING PUBLISHED his first collection with Salmon, Trevor Conway has taken the courageous decision to self-publish his second, Breeding Monsters, which, in every way, looks as good as the books currently emerging from any of the main Irish poetry publishers.

Hands up those of us who did Latin in school?.....three? five? ..OK 12 of us. I know Latin is still sold to some young students as the key to understanding European culture and heritage. Old school masters argue that Latin is better for you than Sudoku, better, even, that The Irish Times Crosaire crossword. Yet when I came across my old Kennedy’s Revised Latin Primer, I was filled with an old familiar dread. There it all was, the boring conjunctions of verbs, and the declensions of nouns; all the miserable rules of grammar and syntax, possibly the driest book ever created, and not a joke between its covers.

IF YOU are a woman, or have a mother, wife, girlfriend, sister, or daughter, the poems included in this new anthology, Bosom Pals: Eight Poets Share Their Experience of Breast Cancer could, some day, perhaps even today, prove invaluable.