Forever Begin Suite Co Kerry

Our Honeymoon Suite. Begin today, tomorrow, and eternally; with a loved one, with yourself. The world around us will never cease to begin.

Inspired by Brendan Kennelly's celebrated poem Begin, this exceptional retreat is a tribute to renewal, creativity and timeless Irish hospitality. Recently restored and thoughtfully refurbished, it has been designed as a place to pause, reflect and reconnect, with sweeping views across Kenmare Bay and the Caha Mountains.

Designed by owner Tara Meehan in collaboration with local designer Simon Paul, Forever Begin brings together the heritage of Park Hotel Kenmare with carefully considered contemporary comforts. Restored antique furniture sits alongside internationally acclaimed contemporary artworks, while bespoke furnishings, exquisite textiles and calming natural tones create a space that feels both elegant and deeply personal.

A dramatic curved window frames the ever-changing landscape beyond, filling the room with natural light, while a generous private terrace offers a peaceful place to take in the views. A beautifully appointed dressing room overlooking Kenmare Bay and the Caha Mountains, a luxurious Italian marble bathroom with underfloor heating, and thoughtful modern touches, including USB charging points and a locally sourced complimentary mini-bar, ensure every comfort without compromising the room's original character.

Whether you're celebrating a special occasion, seeking inspiration, or simply looking for time to slow down, Forever Begin offers a truly special stay rooted in the beauty of Kerry, the character of Park Hotel Kenmare and the genuine Irish hospitality that has welcomed guests for generations.

Begin

By Brendan Kennelly

Begin again to the summoning birds

to the sight of the light at the window,

begin to the roar of morning traffic

all along Pembroke Road.

Every beginning is a promise

born in light and dying in dark

determination and exaltation of springtime

flowering the way to work.

Begin to the pageant of queuing girls

the arrogant loneliness of swans in the canal

bridges linking the past and future

old friends passing through with us still.

Begin to the loneliness that cannot end

since it perhaps is what makes us begin,

begin to wonder at unknown faces

at crying birds in the sudden rain

at branches stark in the willing sunlight

at seagulls foraging for bread

at couples sharing a sunny secret

alone together while making good.

Though we live in a world that dreams of ending

that always seems about to give in

something that will not acknowledge conclusion

insists that we forever begin.