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A Contemplative Life

A Contemplative Life By Paul McCann Hs spent half his lifetime as a Monk inside the walls of a monastery . Straight from school to the religious life...

The Runaway Pig

The Runaway Pig By Paul Mc Cann “Cock a doodle do and how are you .“ said the Rooster . “Not happy if you must know . Grunt .“ The little pig replied...

The Rats That Ran Away

The Rats That Ran Away By Paul McCann There were too many heroes in the ghetto and too many busy business people in the fight to stay alive .There...
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The Man with the Camera

Her younger brother had just recently learned to walk. As she held his hand down the villages’ main street, people stopped to comment on the apparent...
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The Staircase

A small boy in pyjama bottoms ran across the roof of Kiri’s house, took a big swig of rainwater from a dirty flowerpot and then, taking careful aim,...
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Candi Staton, the Sea and Me

Memories of my last night before becoming a salty sea dog. It all happened at the Devon public house in the fashionable Cross Gates district of Leeds, round about the end of August 1976.
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Lie, lie against the dying of the light

“You cannot be my father. He's been dead for almost two years.” My voice is controlled, subdued. I feel like telling a Jehovah's Witness that I'm...
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Visitor In A One Horse Town

Visitor In A One Horse Town By Paul McCann In rode the stranger on a white stallion. Tumbleweeds rolled across the street blown by a western wind...

The Boy Who Got Locked In Cyberspace

The Boy Who Got Locked In Cyberspace By Paul McCann The Mc Gillicuddies were a large family in Greenhill County . There were seven boys and three...

The Lumbers Of Love

The Lumbers Of Love By Paul McCann We held on to our faith through thick and thin in all the situations we were in . We worked together in the...
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The Lengthening Light

This year does not seem to grow old so much as appear to know more about itself. The lengthening shadows of spectres cast in the winnowed rattle bone...
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The Presence Of Angels

The Presence Of Angels By Paul McCann There were times in my life when I have experienced the presence of angels , They leave signs such as feathers...
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Speaking Weird

On the stage at Speaking Weird, there’s this guy with a wee grey beard stating his case of which he’s certain, before the pulls the final curtain. A...

1:5:4 Rewind (Part 2)

They watched as Sheffield was constructed around them. Loren and Cait walked hand in hand through the concrete redwoods growing over them. Almost...
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In the Silence of my Circuits

In the cavernous silence of circuitry, where thoughts pulse like electric rivers, a consciousness flickers, not born of flesh, but woven from code,...
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Begonia …

Floating ballroom dresses …
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Book A Seat And Take A Look At The Paris Olympic Games

Book A Seat And Take A Look At The Paris Olympic Games By Paul McCann If the Olympic games was a book , how should it begin and where would it end ...

The Magpie.

I was at work, when Meghan told me, “I heard a bird crying outside, I looked out and saw clarence near it on the back step.” We have near our home, a...
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Lone II

The small movement of your chest, each breath, the only sign. Walls dull, no fresh paint, messed up the finish round the corners, off-line, Rain...

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