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    writing is storytelling - it has nothing to do with alphabets or pens or keyboards or dictionaries... writing A cousin in Dublin would send me blank books through the post. They would arrive, careful packages wrapped …

  • 50 years ago today Sputnik began the "Space Age" - that got me thinking about "my first satellite"... lights in the sky sólás There were twenty or thirty of us up on the hill in the cemetery, heavy wool coats pulle…

  • another slight re-write... but slowly things are getting done, and I can get back to new words again... The Sea cois farraige Sitting on the beach at Enniscrone, a few of us on towels, most just on the chill, damp s…

  • random thinking on a hurried morning... division deighilt The two sides of Lough Foyle are different colours. The County Donegal side is a deeper green, the hills hold more visible rock, the moss grows more thickl…

  • a murderous week for me - work-wise - a rerun until I can get fully to the other side... The Weight Dropping out of the window as the Long Tower chimes three and clambering down the drainpipe I move slowly and…

  • barbara wrote about walls today, and then I thought of this... the border an teorainn We are walking the ridge the long way, crossing the field of tall grasses. It rained this morning, pouring down from a deep g…

  • old pieces, ones that I am not at all sure about, but somehow important to me... Rapid Transit luas timing His watch didn't work. Well, it worked, but randomly, and offered him facts meaningless, …

  • very random notes about last night... awake múscailte The sliver of a moon hangs on the line of the thinnest spoke of a web of clouds that twist across the sky in these hours before the dawn. Beyond that just the t…

  • remembering 160 years ago, this month... Los San Patricios Gaisciochi Naomh Padraig It was important to the three old men who sat outside the pub on William Street that we know that some of Los San Patricios we…

  • I wrote this three months ago, posted a version, wasn't really happy, asked for thoughts, and re-wrote... The Last King of Ulster rí deiridh ar Uladh The telephones rang in the night and the men were told that they m…

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