Edel Hanley and Shannon Carey contribute poems for Motley’s new fiction page   I DREAMT THAT I SAW YOUR FACE Edel Hanley I dreamt that I saw your face, Pale and cherubic, candescent In a black theatre, And I cannot escape. Your eyes bright, benevolent, This place is ours, empty, Yet occupied by unassuming youths Thinking time is well spent. You were likening to a … Continue reading Motley Fiction