The first of Attracta’s fine poems are taken from her forthcoming publication, Dinner in the Field. Hy Brasil   Out of nowhere you appear in fog, every seven years vague outlines  tease faint horizon,  visible for one day, then you vanish back to myth.    I’m moored, enchanted, longing this fabled Island erased from nautical charts. Here on the mainland we are unforgiving, over indulge, ignore the beauty.   I’m anchored, in love, tied like a boat  to your image.   It’s said a wise old man lives in you,  holds gold, silver, jade. In stone castle, a magician moves objects by … Continue reading Attracta Fahy