Damien Lennon

Poetry: ‘hospital suite’

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From hospital suite One no matter how the oak ward is word-less the light buzz of a garden through terminal windows without logos _    rationalise brother at rest _    through doors _    down corridors _    the sheen of _    sterile floors feet walking away   Two angel _    blue light so _    far angel … Read more

Unforgettable Year: July 2020

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As the pandemic subsided during the summer months in Europe, the southern states of the United States experienced a surge in cases. We brought a first hand account from Linda Barnard in a New Orleans care home: It’s getting real in here. Newly established, the isolation ward has been set up too close for comfort. … Read more