Breda Sullivan's poetry is much praised for its quality of delving deeply into human experience with a spare, exacting grace. A quiet unobtrusive voice which nonetheless makes its point clearly, 'The poems of Breda Sullivan are a revelation ... They ring perfectly true and clear; they are simple but well-wrought and linger long and profoundly in the mind. They do not say too much - clutter is the ruin of elegance. Ars est ce...
Breda Sullivan's poetry is much praised for its quality of delving deeply into human experience with a spare, exacting grace. A quiet unobtrusive voice which nonetheless makes its point clearly, 'The poems of Breda Sullivan are a revelation ... They ring perfectly true and clear; they are simple but well-wrought and linger long and profoundly in the mind. They do not say too much - clutter is the ruin of elegance. Ars est celare artem - true art is to conceal art!'
Gabriel Rosenstock, Poetry Supplement, Education Today
Breda Sullivan was born in
Athlone and now lives in Streete, Co. Westmeath where, before
retirement, she taught at the local primary school. She is the mother
of four and grandmother of three. Her poetry has been translated into
French. She has poetry included in The Field Day Anthology of Irish
Writing, Volumes IV and V. To date she holds twenty-two awards for
poetry including the National Women's Poetry Competition, Boyle Arts
Festival, Hopkins, and KISS. Her two previous collections of poetry, The Smell of Camphor (1993) and After the Ball (1998), were also published by Salmon.
