I, bird

Róisín Ní Neachtain’s I, bird is a fragmented, lyrical reckoning with grief, trauma, and the porous boundary between body and voice. Structured in poetic prose and verse, the collection moves between clinical spaces, mythic reimaginings, and surreal transformation, often adopting the perspective of a woman becoming bird, ghost, or sound. With tonal shifts from the intimate to the political, it interrogates violence-both systemic and personal-while also attending to beauty, memory, and resistance. The language is exacting and hallucinatory, shaping a poetics of survival that refuses silence.