Neuro Logical Magazine

Yesterday my poem Promises Made at Lombards came out in Ireland’s Neuro Logical Magazine. Paris, the late 1990’s, before the millennium, before I knew London, Amsterdam, the value of a basic bike or how cold it would be to live on a barge or had any idea that I would find my way back to […]

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I CAME TO THE CITY, PART 9; A MUSE ON A ROUGH ROUSE

  ‘You gotta be what you want,’ that’s what they say, ‘You gotta be what we want,’ that’s what they mean and, brother and sister, they can be mean. But we can’t all be compliant in complacency, we can’t all be kept compartmentalised into your conditions, I have my own conditions. Cotton Avenue has come […]

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AS THE BAND PLAYS ON…

Day 5: National Poetry Writing Month #NaPoWriMo Amid the misty moods of jazz, strings starring the elegance of Ellington, shadows caress the couples kissing, the barman swaying and the affected aficionados converging on the cello player, playing softly on seduction sentimental moods as the smell of him sways still over my skin like fingers on […]

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NOTRE LIT

  Missing your smoky strains And longing for everything to be like those Sometimes hazy, Sometimes crystal clear Memories I made in you While you floated along, Untouched and unfazed, By that crazy mixture Of bureaucracy and chaos That was as deep rooted in you As the pride was in your citizens- Or what the […]

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