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

Easter Torture

the graphic forecourt intercourse

anxious to start the car up

twisting ignitionists
pretending just like me

drumming their fear through fingers
revving, gesticulating, tailgating
through anaesthetic smokescreens

not me crawling in
heady the smell is

drive by hangings
spied through a petroleum haze

can’t stop to think
for no one dare stop
the masquerade

consumer carnival of the insane

an ear bitten off to general indifference
feral kids leading a tramp away
egged on by the DJ

Go on Go on – whatever you want

burn oil to fever pitch

tramp got crucified
not my fight
foot down , accelerate
go home

Wake up God Damn It

on the third day
be brave

pick up the cross once again

there is no other way

@ Paul Larkin
BÁC/Dublin – An Cháisc/Easter 2011

Tears For Fears

For Eoghan John Shéimí

I said

Tá cumha orm go tobann agus sibh ag imeacht ó thuaidh gan mé
Now, I feel lonely and you all heading North without me

He said

Mise fosta - Me too

And when his eyes filled
a terror passed over me
knowing intimately
what it is

Teetering on the perennial precipice
of sheer feeling

the freefall panic

He walked towards me wanting me to fix his superhero gloves

Celtic gaze of father and son

Who needs words, poems,
for these ancient memories?

We are utter empathy

Ni bheith aon scéal agam nó bia deas tráthnóna
No story for me, nor the food I like tonight

He stepped into my light

The sun shock of his hair
his indomitable head
gave me strength
Tá mo lámh ort I said

My hand is over you

He crushed my fleck of fear
with his dark lashes
then shook my hand
like a man

@ Paul Larkin
An Cháisc/Easter 2011

Another murderous bomb in Omagh – does anyone in the dissident movement have a brain, never mind a political brain?

Leave aside, for the moment, the moral question of murdering a young Catholic police officer, which happened in a car bomb attack on Saturday afternoon - let us look at the overarching political thinking behind this murder. Or rather, the astounding lack of political thinking.

Ireland is in deep economic crisis – North and South. The left is talking about new initiatives to bring together those very large numbers of people who want to see a fairer and more just society. There is much work to do - campaigns need to be built around the scandal of the bank bailout - a bailout that has allowed the richest section of society to fly off into a new comfort zone to escape a meltdown which their own greed and avarice created. This is a golden chance to explain to a new generation why capitalism stinks. The anger of the Irish people was reflected in the recent election results which saw huge gains for the left.
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