March 23, 2019
The Pursuit of Dermot and Grainne An Irish story. A telling by Martin Shaw. Finn alone as dawn comes. Not the visionary, prophet, warrior, but Finn as bleak widow, of spasmed back, fragile knee, grey locks. Barely a stretch of flesh not vivid with scars. Older. Finn alone, as he always was, even in the […]
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March 13, 2019
Dear friends, As soon as March lopes in, your faces start to get a little clearer, your dearness more acute. One more push into spring and will be entering the marvellous back at Camp Kieve for another year. Amazing. I wanted you to know my movements will be a little front ended this time. You’ll […]
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