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The opening paragraphs of Christopher Bollas’ “Meaning and Melancholia: Life in The Age of Bewilderment””: In Of Plymouth Plantation Governor Bradford (who arrived on the Mayflower) confronted the aftermath of a…
After yesterday’s wisdom from Ursula Le Guin, here again via THIN|SILENCE is more on the “climax technology” of pen and paper A good pen or pencil and a well-made notebook…
Via the THINSILENCE blog I came across this gem-like passage on handwriting from Ursula K Le Guin Remembering writing outdoors at Hedgebrook and elsewhere, I think about the human pace…
The Gloaming are something of a traditional Irish music supergroup, infused with something of a post-classical/Indie sensibility. They comprise fiddler Martin Hayes, guitarist Dennis Cahill, veteran Sean Nos singer, Iarla Ó Lionáird, fiddler Caoimhín…
From the Flowering Poverello blog, a poetry sequence which, for some reason, especially resonated. I will let it speak for itself, except the resonance began with the opening lines “I…
I have previously blogged about Anthony Powell. I’m well aware that he had little time for Ireland and the Irish – not something especially hard to discern from a quote likethis…
I found this somewhat amusing. I love Pope, but do find this epigram a bit laboured: I am his Highness’ dog at Kew; Pray tell me, sir, whose dog…
I am partial to the odd rogue (fully aware that, as the narrator of “The Spy Who Loved Me” would say, it reads better than it lives) and partial to the obituary page…
Séamus Sweeney 