EDIT : 13/12/2010 : John Hurst died last night . Rest in Peace. As always a visit to John Hurst’s Interesting books shop is a delight, a real treasure-trove, indeed, I have spoken of the shop before now. I thought to add a picture of the frontage (with the suit of armour) and though it cannot be seen in the pic, a foot acts as a door-stop! John has a good range of rare and interesting books that is not tailored to the tourist but to the local population, the writer and miscellaneous visitors, which is refreshing. Lots of contemporary bookshops require desperate rooting time to uncover a jewel but that’s not necessary here. Theres a well-stocked poetics and drama section and the rest of the shop is worth a mooch too. The children’s area is guarded by a carved boar of indeterminate age, complete with bristles and moveable jaw. Books for children are wide in range but always of literary interest, a nice copy of Old Possums Book of Practical Cats was obtained along with a Three …
Regeneration Let me out. I’m rising out of death’s skull. Aha, old devil’s dower I have victoried. I leave you in the morning: it deals with every death and spring defeats the catafalque. You see I must believe in resurrection. This is it. Now. I was dead and am alive. Hello eternity. I can die no more horrific death than I have died. No hell beyond the horrors of myself that murdered every life; saw death in every pregnancy of dog and nut and man. Found death the ever death. Come bomb,come my most killing hate, life lives outside the blasting skull. Computer is not final. I cannot give you proof of course, I merely have arisen. Regeneration, from Sarah in Passing, by Eithne Strong, Dolmen Press 1974, illustrated by John Hodge. The Hare Arch by Ní Dhuibhne
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It’s great when your government ministers do not recognise their own traditions of blasphemy, thats mostly because they have little in the way of time to read a book- though one hopes when they are fcked out next election that they will increase their literacy level… Ireland has a wonderful tradition of blasphemic utterance, in poetry, in fiction and in literature, mostly we are a people that refuse to take ourselves so seriously: I feel that Dermot Ahern has not one iota of intellection in this issue. What a sad and expedient little man he has proven himself to be. I hope many people submit as govt consistently erases cultural memory in pursuit of what gain? Cheap and tawdry idiotic family members pretending they can write books, or good tailoring- who knows what attracts the witless bureaucrat to a position of power therein to laud their ignorance as if it were somehow commensurate with actually having a brain >? Poets and Blasphemy via ‘Over the Edge’, Submissions Notice.
Anyone who reads this site (and lots do) will note that there are titles Ephemera I-VI I did not start an Ephemera Category , nor do I much feel like developing one. It’s mostly direct C+P without operating links from email leakage or indeed from one or other site that I happen to contribute on. I have published them also into a group in Linkedin because I strongly believe that everything should be filed somewhere. ( makes things easier to find, even if they are rough and ready.) The Six Poethead Ephemera Links are now added into this post: Ephemera # 1. Ephemera # II. Ephemera # III. Ephemera # iv. Ephemera # IV (a) Ephemera # V; Knickers to Google. GBS : Ephemera # VI.