Tag: history

• A Rider Is Coming

  All left wondering  Earth thundering  Who is coming  But Cú Chulainn His chariot running  Carves great runnels In runebanded armour He is the sun king The span of royal mouth His circuit decrees My kingdom all that lies between My wheels now and where they’re later seen He carves new routes, cuts roots clean New…

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  11th May 2024

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• The Agent – V

  Cobalt had discharged his newly-loaded pistol at point-blank range so whatever secrets Harpenden knew, about why what went down in Cairo went down, were utterly destroyed as the synapses which allowed the accrual of experiential knowledge turned first to puce mince then to sickly hot pink gravy against the garish yellow umbrella tops. Cobalt Byron,…

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  3rd May 2024

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• Midday Execution 

  I am to be hanged outside the Tholsel Judged drunk disorderly Last meal no lasagna Not a sausage sandwich Me thinker ordered lozenges No chance the rope spares the tonsils A royal pain in my asshole I have befriended the orderlies Sean, Neil and Sandra We speak twilight language Good hosts to good hostage No…

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  21st Apr 2024

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• Dublin Days

  Down Winetavern street beside what should be wood Quay  The people’s will defied, the land reused the finds destroyed What should have been Ireland’s golden mile, twice what York is Is now the grim set of civic offices near to Cork Street Between the mummified cat and rat and the needle exchange  Where you can…

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  14th Apr 2024

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• Eight Hundred Give Or Take

  The Irish man, he of the Glen We are bogmade not of Fen To us a tree is a crown, and a road sounds like a cow When you want it done shout anois, they’ll know you want it now Liza’s ladies and her quisling spymasters, lorecrackers and invisible inkers  Crossed finger across table winkers…

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  11th Apr 2024

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