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the madrigal is a poetry publication that aspires to produce bodies of work that are transient, emotive, delicate, and familiar in their capacity to evoke emotion and elicit a response from their reader. based in dublin, we, the editors, feel a deep and abiding connection to the thematic beauty that is the expanse of irish poetry, and aim to establish a collective of work that shares in the homeliness, joy, transience, and sadness to which poetry at its most raw can convey. the madrigal is a space for exploration, introspection, warmth, and effervescence, both to first time poets, seasoned vets, and everyone else in between! our poetry will be nostalgic, accessible, and deeply intimate –– a distinct and recognized feeling of home, always.

begun in dublin by two history and politics students, the madrigal is the culmination of a mutual love and fascination with poetry and publication –– a natural move towards new adventures and perspectives on the literary process. we are so excited to cultivate this publication, and cannot wait to share it with you all!

at present, we publish quarterly, both online and in print. previous issues of our journal can be viewed at no cost here on the website, or can be purchased in our shop to get an idea of the content we like to read. we are enjoying thematically-oriented issues at the moment –– the themes will be announced approximately 2-3 weeks prior to the opening of the submission window, which will also likely be announced in advance. any submissions sent outside this period will not be read or responded to, as they are unsolicited.


we hope that the soft and salient space of this journal will reflect the beautiful, breathtaking literary talent which contributes to it, fostered and amalgamated under the title of the madrigal.

with love,

helen and tomás



helen jenks

before poetry, helen's truest love will forever and always be warm, knitted things. armed with a fondness for jumpers and a talent for knitting teddy bears, helen (when not writing) enjoys hosting tea parties with her stuffed animals and instructing them on dinner party etiquette, all of whom are becoming as polite and well-mannered as can be! her work deals in themes of nostalgia, mythic inspiration, and the potential of the world around her –– for more, you can follow her on twitter at @rosemaryandwool, and see her recent publications in spellbinder, poetically mag, eucalyptus & rose, seedling poets, green ink poetry, and the martello journal.


tomas clancy is more than a man or an idea, more an ancient rock formation. it is true that tomas realised poetry was the life for him having already spent so long as a lad wandering around looking longingly out windows and enjoying black polonecks before adopting the snazzy garment as a uniform for the exploration of angst. everything here is incredibly high brow satire and unbelievably literal at the same time, far from ground-breaking. one could only hope that an extensive catalogue of work will at least make for an interesting read at the eventual autopsy.


tomás clancy


in the beginning, there was nought but dusk, and chaos. now, there is excel, which makes organising physical copy orders way easier. luke is a "writer" from Dublin whose main association with the Madrigal stems from his sharing a house with Helen and previously Tomás. poetry is a true love but one that he really needs to call more lest they leave him for good this time. yup bohs

luke hayden

eleanore jenks is many things: writer, filmmaker, sister, and graduate student. above all, though, she is a micromanager, which is somehow worse than being an American living in London (or so she's been told). with years and years of web experience, she has graciously taken on the task of running The Madrigal's website, after telling her sister "just let me fix it." while not necessarily a poet at heart, she has honed her writing skill through years of theatre reviews, and will probably usurp The Madrigal one day into a review publication. (ONE DAY!!!!!) she is a tremendous help, and we are very grateful!


eleanore jenks
web manager

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