The story of a quilt which articulates the dreams of Utopians wherever they manifest for a place where there is no rich or poor, no master or slave, where all are equal, and where access to land, healthcare and education is the basis for a society that knows not want and misery…. Continue reading
The letters of this alphabet were trees’. Continue reading
So I wept for want of a lost love, as all sons their mothers. Continue reading
The afternoon brims with word sounds, with the spirit of this place and hour. Continue reading
Thomas’s best-loved work is his play for voices, Under Milk Wood. A late work, it perhaps belongs in the category described by George Orwell as ‘a good bad book’ with its mixture of vulgarity and sentimentality. The prayer of Revered Eli Jenkins is an example of how the most famous of Anglo-Welsh poets inspires both love and embarrassment in Wales. Continue reading
Sanctuary My mother called it Grand Central Station. Our kitchen the main platform and when we were tall enough we could glance out the half door. When clangorous clouds clashed we dived under tables. Plugged ears when pigs squealed on death row. But always ate salty bacon well into spring. We learned that slow churning … Continue reading
The Country Shop to the memory of Mullarkey’s shop, Listrisnane, Bohola, Co. Mayo Sorrow is where a unit of shop, house and home have shut – a stronghold clinging to the bend like a rainbow spanning an ark from the hills above down to the crossroads. Mother, steadfast as the Angelus bell among bags of … Continue reading
human paths dancing ancient steps Continue reading
May your life shine like the sun, your mouth be filled with laughter Continue reading
what path what peace lies before you Continue reading
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