Yesterday, our first actual day of class, we took a walking tour through Armagh. It was a great opportunity for all of us to take pictures, see these landmarks, and learn the history… Continue reading →

Sean O’Casey’s Shadow of a Gunman offers a indiscreetly tense, vivid view into the Irish War of Independence of the 1920s. The play, along with the rest of O’Casey’s Dublin Trilogy (Juno and… Continue reading →

Somehow, I’ve spent a fair bit of my time so far in Armagh by myself — part by choice, part by chance. Being the only poet in the group already lends itself to… Continue reading →

It’s hard to capture the initial moment of being in a completely different world, but I’ll give it a try. First, the view from the air was beyond amazing. Coming out of the… Continue reading →

After getting no real sleep on my flight and trying several different positions to discover optimal comfort, I got off the plane in Dublin with a big, stupid smile on my face.  It’s… Continue reading →

This trip to Armagh has been a trip of many firsts for me. It was my first time flying alone, my first time with a connecting flight, and my very first time traveling… Continue reading →

In between the first two of what feels like dozens of hills during our walking tour of Armagh, the tour guide pauses in front of the tiny Armagh Library.  Going inside is like… Continue reading →

The air smells of wild mustard, burning peat and something sweeter, maybe honey, maybe memory. Its touch on my skin is soft, as soft as the damp grass and the round vowels. The… Continue reading →

After a seemingly never-ending journey I finally made it to Armagh with the rest of the group. Beginning with my flight’s descent into Dublin I have been utterly amazed by the sheer beauty… Continue reading →

First off, I’d like to thank everyone from UB for being so welcoming and generally awesome. I was a bit skeptical about being “The Californian” on the trip, but from the moment I… Continue reading →