Author: deuxiemepeau

Pattern maker, baker, poet and hopefully, soon to be published novelist, Dublin born but now with footprints in Paris, London and Amsterdam and with sights towards leaving my mark on Galway in the future...
by deuxiemepeau

WHEN IMAGINATION COMES BACK HOME

  ‘An Irishman’s heart is nothing but his imagination’ George Bernard Shaw I came back, looking to find the pieces I’d left behind, in my parting, having since shed so much of the things once thought treasures along the trail. I came back, wondrous for the parts as yet unopened, unlike the heart I never […]

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I CLIMB VOLCANOES

  I saw a heart of metal encase a heart since stilled on a pillow of white purity, precious protected in a glass case, without a key and I wondered how far people would go to protect themselves? I have never known how to cut glass carefully nor cared to consider a case for this […]

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THE WHOLE

  Remembering Nana Frances on Nollaig na mban (Women’s Little Christmas) Evolution 13. The Whole My grandmother, whose name was Frances and not Nana as I used to think, started baking cakes for Sunday’s tea on a Monday morning, slow and steady was her process like her concentration while waiting for pennies to drop from […]

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