John Hughes
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Please enjoy Marie Osmond (the smurfette of the Osmonds) discussing and reciting Dadaist sound poetry
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Belfast poetry reading 1981.
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I'll see you and raise you - The Heubeck Years.
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My son Eoin racing in the Donegal Cross Country Championship in the Rosses. He went on to win it.
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The road to the sea this morning Kilcar, Donegal.
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Hard to know what to say about this!
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On my way to Belfast by train from Derry this morning. No other city in Ireland comes close to its setting.
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Quagswagging [KWAG-swag-ing]
(n.)
- The act of shaking from side to side or up and down. An awkward or clumsy movement.
(adj.)
- Pertaining to something that shakes or quakes.
(v.) (Quagswag)
- To shake to and fro in a heavy or unsteady way.
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Ardoyne as I remember it as a child at Holy Cross Boys. My granny lived on Kingston Street. A number of streets in Ardoyne were named after places in the Caribbean.
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There's nothing like a poem about a lazy, drunken evening to make someone from 1000 years ago feel like a contemporary.

(Poem by Li Qingzhao, trans. Wendy Chen)
As in a Dream

Remember that day 
spent on the stream, 
watching the sunset glaze 
the pavilion.

So drunk, we could not find 
our way back.

It was late when we had enough. 
We turned the boat around

and were caught, accidentally, in the deep 
tangle of lotus roots.

Rowing through, 
rowing through -

startling, from the banks,
herons.
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Three Days of the Condor. A cracker.
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Just arrived. Looking forward to reading this. @lilliputpress.bsky.social
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They'd sour your shite is something you'd hear in Donegal - meaning someone is a complete dose.
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Louis MacNeice. Born 12th September, 1907.
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Barry Lyndon is a thing of beauty.
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Read in a day. Brilliant. On the hunt for the rest of his books