Culture

Numb

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Dublin, October 1992. Well he hugged me and he said that it was time for a change. We need to get closer to nature, to believe in hope and he started saying things about the harvest and… Where was he this time? South Africa. It seems that he spent an afternoon in Mandela’s farm and … Read more

Kaleida’s Vesper Wood on her First Solo Album ‘Instar’

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C.V.: Your album is entitled ‘Instar’, meaning ‘a phase between two periods of moulting’, which might indicate that you are at a vulnerable stage in your personal life. Can you explain a little about this? C.W.: I chose the title less to mean vulnerable, and more to indicate growth and transformation…and the process of presenting … Read more

Double Take

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In 1973, my first time here, I’d stood in wonder with my head strained back As dizzily I’d tried to see how high The buildings had to reach to scrape the sky, Then lowered my gaze just like a steeplejack, Who staring straight ahead finds nothing sheer. Instead now I’m a resident who knows To … Read more

Hello Julian Assange

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It was sunny outside. Manus still felt something akin to minor guilt at lying in bed on a sunny day. Just having the option carried a guilt. He had spent most of his life not having to get up in the morning, not working, living off social security benefits.  There was a certain amount of … Read more

Two Poems

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All the while the windows wait for no one   While there were those who climbed, It was only you who knew the spaces through the ladders. The dent of shadows Upon the tumbling walls.   When the door is too small to walk through And the gate shifts at your hip. All the while … Read more