Seumas O’Kelly – The Haven
The long journey over the bog was tiring to the men. They sat about, melancholy and silent, for the hours it lasted. Hike trudged...
Fitz James O’Brien – The Prisoner of War
The Prisoner of War
by Fitz-James O’Brien
As I lie in my cot at night, and look through the open door,
And watch the silken sky that...
George Moore – The Clerk’s Quest
For thirty years Edward Dempsey had worked low down in the list of clerks in the firm of Quin and Wee. He did his...
Arthur Conan Doyle – The Leather Funnel
My friend, Lionel Dacre, lived in the Avenue de Wagram, Paris. His house was that small one, with the iron railings and grass plot...
Saki – The Lumber Room
The children were to be driven, as a special treat, to the sands at Jagborough. Nicholas was not to be of the party; he...
Seumas O’Kelly – Hike and Calcutta
The Boss of the boat was standing over the little black stove pouring the drink into enamel cups. His face glowed in the light...
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Meeting Mark Wingrave: “I’m attracted to what I don’t know”
I came into contact with the artist Mark Wingrave through our shared interest in the work of Ukrainian poet Olga Bragina. Reading a couple...
