
Ode to the Sausage Roll
In George Orwell’s 1939 novel Coming Up For Air, at the beginning of chapter 4,…
In George Orwell’s 1939 novel Coming Up For Air, at the beginning of chapter 4,…
One must begin by asking a begging question: is literary criticism, in Ireland, dead? Recently,…
No beast so fierce but knows some touch of pity, but I know none, therefore…
Try to envisage Odysseus, on stiff headland, on the Western Atlantic coast of Ireland, tilling…
Levi ‘Lev’ Driscoll, wrote the odd sentence or two when creativity revealed itself to him.…
As summer gave way to a season of mist and mellow fruitfulness in September Covid-19…
It is easy when we are in prosperity to give advice to the afflicted. Aeschylus…
For Daniel and Others ‘Is Heroin still a thing in Dublin?’ The academic, and Professor…