Stories tagged neil-mccarthy-irish-poet

On a bridge in Regensburg

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To hear my name, called out across the Roman stones on a bridge in Regensburg through the languid March drizzle, was to breathe again as my head burst through the water.

Proclaiming to go forth with the strangulation of his own son

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Earlier in my career as fantasist, I imagined my uncle had been a warrior in his previous life – not a soldier adorned with medals in full military regalia mind, but more a half-naked spear-wielding tribal chief in face paint.