Alice Rekab: Family Lines
Just off Nassau Street, a cavernous concrete passageway leads into the modernist Arts Building at…
Just off Nassau Street, a cavernous concrete passageway leads into the modernist Arts Building at…
ABOUT A GIRL AND HER DATE OF BIRTH Once upon a time, there lived a…
Irish Rail Dublin, that old whore, with her piss -stained pavements Abruptly transforms into a…
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Memorial to Myself I have been away toasting tables lined with the pricier variety of…
For a lot of my life I felt a fervent need to be doing something…
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THIS IS WHERE I KEEP MY DREAMS I was born and raised in Dublin, in…
My father was a French lumberjack. That’s just a joke. People don’t always know I’m…
There is no fiercer battle than that between sisters. The sibling tension is ever-present in…
In my studio here, I have a clavichord, built by my parents in 1971, with…
How would you define yourself as an artist? In fact I feel more like a…
Ballad of Lucy Kryton “There will not be a woman Prime Minister in my lifetime”,…
Paul Francis Quin has proven himself an approachable enigma. The myriad glamour shots gracing the…
Kevin Higgins’s sixth poetry collection under the sardonic title Ecstatic starts with a dedication to…
I have been passionate about music from a very young age. I felt an urge…
Kyrie Rotten fruit, rotten root. Hands up Don’t shoot. Kyrie eleison. By the waters of…
Through Fernando Pessoa the flesh was made word. Reminiscent of the renowned Chinese painter Wu…