Pól Ó Lorcáin
Paul Larkin


Chroniclers are privileged to enter where they
list, to come and go through keyholes, to ride
upon the wind, to overcome in their soarings up
and down, all obstacles of distance, time and
place.
Charles Dickens - Barnaby Rudge,
Chapter The Ninth
Thought For The Day
Nach bhfuair
Fear a haon déag
Pá an lae
Mar fhear a trí?
Is minic go mbíonn
Cú mall sona
Tá féile is trócaire
I mo Rí
Didn’t the
Eleventh worker
Get the same
Pay as the third?
The slow dog
Is often the happiest
There is joy and mercy
In my God