TALES ALONG THE STREETS OF A TIME NOW DEPARTED

  Sitting by gas fires having gas craic where once there were open fires, tended fires, where once the ceilings rose higher and the walls seemed wider as if now weighed down with habits and history, tales burn bright like turf taking flight, blazing through time, a string of stories flickering fine in the evening’sContinue reading “TALES ALONG THE STREETS OF A TIME NOW DEPARTED”

SOMETHING SWEET, DAMIEN’S KITCHEN CREATIONS

  I love cooking, but baking is the art of the kitchen and, of course, the quickest way to a happy heart. (or a big ass!). These are a few of my favourite creations over the years…  Chocolate sponge cake with raspberries and frosted chocolate icing Baked mars bar cheesecake with pistachio and marzipan xmas treesContinue reading “SOMETHING SWEET, DAMIEN’S KITCHEN CREATIONS”

A SEAT ON THE TRAIN

  A factory man forged in fights on streets and bars on iron clad nights and a local girl born and raised in longing, loss and dreams unglazed who crash sometimes behind the shades to drink, to fuck, to drop their blades on this desert town of dirt and dust, of cactus, crows and mountingContinue reading “A SEAT ON THE TRAIN”

FIRST THRUST

  There in the crook of hope, like fluff caught in the navel, of youth barely tasted, (I had barely licked air) of freedom newly found, (note: first flights often fail) of fulfillment before it failed (before we faded), I am in a bed in Belfast no longer bloody (the city not yet I) noContinue reading “FIRST THRUST”

SING NOT OF SATISFACTION

I’ve looked for you in corners of the past no longer concerned with connections to considerations I once cradled (we never cradled) but since carefully filed and folded (like pictures pressed into pages of albums never opened) into a folder of foolishness fantasised on foreign fields, though never fertile, though never suitable for the fondnessContinue reading “SING NOT OF SATISFACTION”

ONCE, ON A SUNDAY

  And I see you standing with apron on on a Sunday morning, rollers turning mum’s sleep into mother’s style like time turns moments into memory, I see you there roasting in the kitchen before the bacon’s burnt and the sausages sizzle, before the decision of where to go to find God (we were faithfulContinue reading “ONCE, ON A SUNDAY”

Paul Stephenson

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