Recognition
It is a matter of recognition, of something older. Perhaps cliff edges. Bridges frighten me. I feel a strong urge to jump.
©RobCullen2017
I object to over priced rubbish blended coffee sold at a high street near you!
Give me Arabica – Kenya AA or Ethiopian Harrar preferred.
On the last coffee – Harrar – no wonder Arthur Rimbaud lingered so long in Harrar. I have my New Directions 1961 copy of A Season in Hell in front of me.
Untold stories
The untold stories of men who had been sectioned to “lunatic” asylums and then forced from their hospital beds to enlist in the British Army in the First World War.
Letters to The Times 29th February 1917.
Sean Hughes
The late Sean Hughes spoke about his experience of school bullying and being called “The Thick One”. God how those ugly meaningless words can continue to torment into the present!
Coronation Day 2nd June 1953 by Rob Cullen
LIU XIA
WHO is LIUXIA?
Sean Hughes
“I’d like to thank God for fucking up my life. And at the same time not existing. Quite a special skill.”
Sean Hughes a specialist in his own right.
Died Monday 16th October 2017.
The lament of the Moors
The tragic lament “Un safisoa porfia” with Montserrat Figuerras haunting voice…
Sent
Latest installment of new novel sent off! Meanwhile a storm is blowing through and raging out on the mountain. Now headphones and music on and back to writing.
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