Triptych
I The world began with the first death nature is uncaring about such things Fills the world with greens, russets and gold. The first kill when it came was the work of a careless selfish shove one...
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Childhood’s End (published in Solstice 1) I was 7 and a half When I lost my Childhood. I had many friends My closest was called Peter. Your actions turned him Against me, my family My religion....
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Back in 1994 there was a series of incidents in the Goth scene here where several people were badly assaulted. One of those victims was my brother, I started going to the clubs to keep an eye on him...
View ArticleGrowing up in the tale end of ‘The Troubles’
I’ve written plenty of poems about growing up during the troubles here. I’m forty so I got to see some really ugly stuff and experience it first hand. I especially remember the difficulties my family...
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I Every decision made every choice took control, fate, reaction caught in entropy. Fate decided by an ivory cube which face will it be? what choice will be? One to six this game is predeterimined We...
View ArticleA New Ulster 45, 46 and 47
Three links to our latest issues as well as a link to our website. https://sites.google.com/site/anewulster/contact-us-1 http://www.peecho.com/checkout/a-new-ulster/226369/anu-47...
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