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Category Archives: loss

The Raft of the Medusa – Sodomy and the Lash

‘O stand, stand at the window As the tears scald and start; You shall love your crooked neighbour With your crooked heart.’ It is possible for life to be a bowl of shit. Or it can be a much smaller saucer of shit. Conventional wisdom holds the latter to have the edge over the former, [...]

Gerard Hopkins: The Manley Burden of Responsibility

‘Enough: corruption was the world’s first woe. What need I strain my heart beyond my ken? O but I bear my burning witness though Against the wild and wanton work of men.’ Minutes from the Annual General Meeting of Julian Richards’ shareholders, backstage at their old haunt, the Gaiety in Times Square; it’s now an [...]

All Flaxen was his Pole – Aubade for Chris Buck

He is dead and gone, lady, He is dead and gone; At his head a grass-green turf, At his heels a stone. (Hamlet, Act IV, Sc. V) There are agents weeping, wandering the corridors of 609 Greenwich Street like a feral pack of Ophelias. Julian Richards, who can be easily identified by his cockle hat [...]