Tuesday, August 28, 2012

Gassed

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In 1919 John Singer Sargent completed a large scale oil painting, Gassed. A line of First World War British soldiers, blinded by mustard g...
Sunday, August 26, 2012

Emigration - Empty Houses

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An upshot of emigration is the aging of the population, particularly in rural parts. Old farmhouses, their young families gone, used to ...
Saturday, August 18, 2012

Arguments can be hallucinogenic.

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  The Blue Man.   There was a man on the white line, middle of the street; clasping his shins, he made a hemisphere to cag...
Saturday, August 11, 2012

Places of Literary/Arts Interest in County Roscommon

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Myself and three others have just spent the last two days researching, finding and photographing sites relating to personages of literary/...
Tuesday, August 7, 2012

Summer Bliss

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I think children gather an appreciation of nature and landscape in a way, and at a rate that is foreign to adults. They don’t appear to dw...
Thursday, August 2, 2012

There Are Stars All Around

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I am sitting on a park bench   with a pool of sunlight almost on my lap;   a cosmos of flies, galaxies in Brownian motion,   fi...
Tuesday, July 31, 2012

The Lost Heifer by Austin Clarke

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When the black herds of the rain were grazing, In the gap of the pure cold wind And the watery hazes of the hazel Brought her into my mi...
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Friday, July 27, 2012

Natural Light

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Orcadian is a dialect of Scots, spoken on Orkney. Lau means 'natural light' in Orcadian, and Lau is the name of a folk band set u...
Monday, July 23, 2012

Love, Lust or What Else?

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Sex is a complicated working of the mind. An expression of love or possibly hatred, a weapon sometimes, often no more than a pastime, someti...
Wednesday, July 18, 2012

The Sound of Rainfall

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Rain falling, it's a melancholic sound. Millions of droplets landing on millions of leaves like they did on your best days and your wors...
Thursday, July 12, 2012

What the future brings ?

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I’ve never gone to a school or college reunion and doubt I ever will, but I do sometimes wonder what became of old friends and acquaintanc...
Sunday, July 8, 2012

Retaining Customs

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It seems to me that there is more regard for the old customs now than there used to be. In the 60’s and 70’s there was great emphasis on g...
Friday, June 29, 2012

Writers' Groups

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Tip of needles Tap of bones Swish of rushes Slap of stones You’d expect me to be delighted when my lines appeared in one of Germa...
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Monday, June 25, 2012

Boots

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I would have dreamt or wished too much,   cashed all my cheques in the clouds;   but I, wearing boots,   stamped all my trans...
Thursday, June 21, 2012

Country Childhood

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There is no doubt that my Roscommon childhood has been idealised in this poem, but yet, I honestly believe that I had a very privileged upbr...