heartbeats
Sitting on a bench in the Stephens Green Centre.
Laura from Rome has just texted me that she is with child.
A moment later the Mammy rings to say that our friend Mrs Walsh has died.
I sit amid the cacaphony of a Dublin evening.
One has been called.
Another has been sent.
I am sensing the eternity that lies just a heartbeat beyond the ordinary.
Laura from Rome has just texted me that she is with child.
A moment later the Mammy rings to say that our friend Mrs Walsh has died.
I sit amid the cacaphony of a Dublin evening.
One has been called.
Another has been sent.
I am sensing the eternity that lies just a heartbeat beyond the ordinary.
3 Comments:
So,...say you were to sacrifice Mags Masefield, who knows what might happen.....
Heelers
thanks for the book
looking forward to it
regards
second man in english speaking world...
ps am monitoring this site
Schnee, they seek her here, they seek her there...
Anon, demme those mid ranking un staffers.
J
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