I think of a freckly, fair haired lad
of fifteen, an Irish Traveller –
from that nomadic, hard grafting culture
spawned by the Great Famine. As he ran
from danger across a playing field
he tripped and was killed by two youths, fellow
Catholics with Irish surnames, one of whom
allegedly said, as he stamped with both feet
on the boy’s head, ‘He’s only a fucking
Gypsy.’ The judge did not consider the crime
racist. (Possibly the manifold
ironies had leached into his judgement
and atrophied it).
TOWARDS A DEFINITION
TOWARDS A DEFINITION
THE PLOT AGAINST THESE ISLANDS
THE PLOT AGAINST THESE ISLANDS
THE PLOT AGAINST THESE ISLANDS