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Tied to the wind - a review
Tied to the Wind, by Afric McGlinchey, Broken Sleep Books, 328 pp, €17.99, ISBN: 978-1913642907 Migration, trauma, and shifting...
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- Oct 27, 2021
- 2 min
let's say reflection
Beauty will save the world — Dostoyevsky (24) Outwardly, this spring was like any other We know we are the hazard. Haven't the dead stars...
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africmcglinchey
- Oct 16, 2021
- 1 min
To sit alone among souls
spring of 2021 (23) In the graveyard above Castlefreke woods, stone crosses and crocuses fragrances of cloud before rain I sit with a...
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africmcglinchey
- Jun 25, 2021
- 15 min
Long in the windows
(22) A record of a year Our single shipwreck, the translucent floor through which we’ll peer at the vacant room below our own… — Paul...
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africmcglinchey
- Apr 22, 2021
- 1 min
Earth day
(22) Even in the ruined places, woods are still present, enriching the world with mulch and invisible spores. This is the not-speak...
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africmcglinchey
- Apr 4, 2021
- 1 min
How to Survive
(21) Swimming always attaches her to joy, intimate gladness strung from each stroke. And the water bends back, its skin—green and blue...
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africmcglinchey
- Mar 7, 2021
- 2 min
around the world in a moment
(20) From a window, a woman watches the lowering sun throw shadows across a forest in Gotland. Near Chicago, a landscape architect jogs...
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africmcglinchey
- Dec 3, 2020
- 1 min
Float
(19) Have I spoken to anyone today? Mornings are best, walking our area. Before this I would affair (not that I’d last the number of...
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africmcglinchey
- Nov 30, 2020
- 1 min
Screen
(18) My life is the window, a rectangle of dark air. Thunderstorms, a new record. Ceiling-to-floor windows save us — I hop to the light,...
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africmcglinchey
- Oct 30, 2020
- 1 min
There is only time for this
(17) I’m stuck, like a windless cloud, as uninspired as my thin, uncut, uncoloured hair. For now, all I can do is mourn the loss of our...
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africmcglinchey
- Oct 17, 2020
- 2 min
reel
(16) Shadow every time there is light. I would very much like to go unseen across the lens, to prep, equip ICUs. But I don’t think we’re...
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africmcglinchey
- Sep 21, 2020
- 1 min
supermarket blues and other haiku
(15) Supermarket Blues Teenage kids going through the kitchen like locusts; one more risky trip. Stasis These are the still days, their...
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africmcglinchey
- Jun 18, 2020
- 1 min
l’enfer c’est les bateaux (with apologies to Sartre)
(14) Outside my window, a trawler courses through the ocean, too unconscionably near, electronically pursuing the depths, fraying...
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africmcglinchey
- Jun 11, 2020
- 1 min
Stars too sharp tonight
(12) i.m. rhys were there blessings enough in your life? your raspy-skinned hands, lips needing balm, right at my feet, you, arriving via...
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africmcglinchey
- Jun 2, 2020
- 1 min
Memory's hand grenade
i.m. George Floyd (11) From the marrow in the marrow: the start. –Thomas Lux Was he pushed? I am angry nearly every day. Can you hear me?...
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africmcglinchey
- Jun 2, 2020
- 1 min
Blue
(10) Ambling down the lane to give the beach a sniff; hi's to five, and I love them all – the fella chatting to his dog, his dog, the...
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africmcglinchey
- May 27, 2020
- 2 min
phase one
(9) Tide is in, all I see is water. Possession is nine responses to what? A prick of a guy does a 200-mile trip to share it. How do you...
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africmcglinchey
- May 25, 2020
- 1 min
The thing
(8) In the space between the termite-riddled wall and the draughty rafters on a faraway farm, when I was four coiled an invisible threat...
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africmcglinchey
- May 24, 2020
- 2 min
breaking free
(7) The hearse driver accelerates, whips clear of the potholes, and the sedate procession is forced to chase after him, dipping and...
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africmcglinchey
- May 23, 2020
- 3 min
Rain maker
(6) The desert is a flat stretch, colour-faded. We’re location-scouting on a road that tastes of direction. There is beauty in all this...
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