Pól Ó Lorcáin
Paul Larkin

Chroniclers are privileged to enter where they list, to come and go through keyholes, to ride upon the wind, to overcome in their soarings up and down, all obstacles of distance, time and place.
Charles Dickens - Barnaby Rudge, Chapter The Ninth

The Naming of Things - On the occasion of my fifty first birthday – 21/11/08

I sit writing at a brand new computer. It is a thing of beauty. I am newly bathed and self pampered and there is a glass of chilled white wine in view just beyond my vowels and syllables. There is one bead of condensation running down the side of the glass, teasing me.

I feel as if I have come through a long fire and am now annealed and burnished as a new entity as I enter into my fifty first year. For, in common with many divorced men from what we call in Irish “An Pobal Aníos” - the lower classes, I have lived in a succession of bedsits since I officially left my comfortable middle class matrimonial home a little more than ten years ago. Léigh an t-alt uilig - Read Full Article....

The Joy of Books, the Joy of Work

On Klaus Rifbjerg’s “Arbejde”- Work

In Catalonia, men send books to each other on St. George's day - La diada de Sant Jordi – 23rd April. Well, the actual tradition seems to be that women get flowers and they in turn give their menfolk books, a kind of alternative Valentines day with a bit of dragon slaying thrown in. So let us say that sensitive, artistically inclined men also give books to their fellow men on the same day. What a beautiful thing to do! What a precious gift!

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