Friday, December 26, 2014

Perfect Painting

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Andrew Wyeth's painting of Helga conveys weight, and not just physical weight; I think it is supremely sensual. It stays in the memory...
Sunday, December 21, 2014

On Seeing Salman Rushdie

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I've just stumbled on a short, whimsical poem I wrote many years ago. Salman Rushdie’s ‘The Satanic Verses’ was published in 1988; a...
Wednesday, December 17, 2014

I am weave

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I am weave. Artwork by Elaine Leigh   I am weave, flows bare bones of the land, roots, blood my stealth; streams mountain hair...
Sunday, December 14, 2014

The Way of it

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I can't fit you into my scheme of things       nor you me, now that we've finally become ourselves.   I turn on you...
Friday, December 12, 2014

Summer Orchard Evening

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  On an evening when apple was eating the worm, tree grating the sun with some clouds, dusty birds; the green cloth wa...
Wednesday, December 10, 2014

The perennial Question

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For those born in the wrong place, life has no upside. The perennial question: Jesus, don’t you remember thorns,      taunts, flails...
Saturday, December 6, 2014

Child's Play

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Hard to beat the imaginations of children. Our back garden was Landsdowne Road or Wembley, Croke Park, Lords. The shed gave us one well-form...
Wednesday, December 3, 2014

Word-power

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My favourite word to in the English language is ‘rapscallion’. What a pleasure it would be remonstrate with the greatest indignation ‘You,...
Sunday, November 30, 2014

Ending

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  He, who covered my body with snail-trails, whose hands were wrack swept over my skin, kisses on my back a colony of s...
Wednesday, November 26, 2014

Nothing Learned, No Enlightenment.

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The strength of Goya’s contempt is palpable in his ‘The Disasters of War’ and ‘Los Caprichos’.  The absence of humanity, not just in w...
Tuesday, November 25, 2014

In Memory of my Mother

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It's hard to explain why I find it hard to write about my mother. Is there nothing to be said about the love and care she lavished on me...
Friday, November 21, 2014

Angry

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Among the blocks of the establishment a flawless rise bolted your trust;   success was cement, all loose notions were pebble-d...
Sunday, November 16, 2014

Leering Masks and Nightmares

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from Felos ainda serra Tonight my sleep was restless. I could not stand: undulating feet. Nor clutch my mother’s face: tidal. Nor ...
Thursday, November 13, 2014

David Bowie's new video

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Now this I like. I don't often do music promotion, but 'Sue (Or In A Season Of Crime)', the new single from David Bowie's up...
Tuesday, November 11, 2014

Did you dress up for Halloween

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  My answer is   always no. It must go back to my childhood, maybe Halloween scares; I’ve never been fond of fancy dress and masks. They...