Tempus fugit. When I was asked some time ago by Sarah from 7Towers to read with Oran Ryan, March 19th seemed like an age away. Now suddenly it’s here. In case you think that Chapters is still in Abbey Street, it moved to a fine, spacious premises on Parnell Street, a minutes walk from the [...]
In my rare idle moments of late, I’ve been musing on South America, a kind of daydream, really, probably because I was playing a little flamenco on my computer which progressed to a little tango and eventually to Vuelvo al Sur, with Astor Piazzolla & Roberto Goyeneche. You can look up the lyrics in Spanish [...]
I don’t know how many events I can make myself, but the Dublin Book Festival is on from tomorrow till Sunday. See the schedule here.
There is a fascinating excerpt from Clean: An Unsanitised History of Washing, by Katherine Ashenburg in today’s London Times. Excerpt from Clean: An Unsanitised History of Washing, The Times, London In the spirit of the book, I thought I’d quote My Masculine Skin, from my last book of poems, Dialogue in Fading Light (Dublin, New [...]