Conor WhelaninKnow Thyself, Heal ThyselfAn Old-Time Homage to the Spring on May DayA poem on the energies released on the first day of MayMay 21May 21
Conor WhelaninKnow Thyself, Heal ThyselfThe May BrideA poem on “the final, gaudy, fragrant days of May.”May 28, 20232May 28, 20232
Conor WhelaninKnow Thyself, Heal ThyselfYour Base MetalsA poem on the alchemy of imaginationMay 3, 20233May 3, 20233
Conor WhelaninKnow Thyself, Heal ThyselfSpring’s Votive OfferingsA poem to the flowers and my loveMar 22, 20221Mar 22, 20221
Conor WhelaninKnow Thyself, Heal ThyselfThe Currency of TimeA Poem About When I Thought About Time So Much I Missed My TrainSep 2, 20212Sep 2, 20212
Conor WhelaninGet InsideBozen SongA poem about a moment I was walking home from a restaurant in Bozen (Bolzano in Italian) and witnessed something wonderfulAug 27, 2021Aug 27, 2021
