No relation. Michael back to Gabriel. Still
no relation. Jesus has the sliotar, kicks one
from 50 yards…it’s a miracle. Atheists from
Dingle to Drogheda are buying rosaries...'
Tuesday, 25 June 2024
Mícheál Ó Muircheartaigh – d. June 25th 2024
No relation. Michael back to Gabriel. Still
no relation. Jesus has the sliotar, kicks one
from 50 yards…it’s a miracle. Atheists from
Dingle to Drogheda are buying rosaries...'
Donald Sutherland – d. June 20th 2024
have been you; raffish, charming,
dangerous, troubled eyes that
spoke of suicide missions and love
in the dark. You saw me staring,
pointed at me, and screamed…
James Chance – d. June 18th 2024
The world contorts and blows itself
out, leaving us with two chances:
no chance and James Chance,
and James Chance just left town.
Françoise Hardy – d. June 11th 2024
connaissent tes chansons;
ils sentent ton souffle
comme un couteau dans la chair.
Toutes les filles
connaissent ta douleur;
la tension d'un coeur
qui apprend à casser.
All the boys
know your songs;
they feel your breath
like a knife in the flesh.
All the girls
know your pain;
the strain of a heart
learning how to break.
know your songs;
they feel your breath
like a knife in the flesh.
All the girls
know your pain;
the strain of a heart
learning how to break.
Bill Anders – d. June 7th 2024
for the spirit of a man who looked
through the lens of space without
seeing his own reflection, who went
to the Moon but discovered the Earth.
Michael Mosley – d. June 5th 2024
that works; 5:2, where five
is common sense and two
is science. It’s all we can do:
eat well, dream, think, be alive
until the body returns to quiet.
Nicholas Ball – d. June 4th 2024
sometimes you can’t tell which is
which, all those dropped aitches
and pickup lines while boozers
burn, and every villain has a tale:
who’s brown bread, or brown ale.
William Russell – d. June 3rd 2024
of the blue boxes of our imagination.
The Universe is wondrous but malign;
be amazed for us, frightened for us,
our small teacher in an infinite school.
Rob Burrow – d. June 2nd 2024
field; the scrummage of youth; the day
you find your best position; victory and its
disguises; defeat that you cannot admit;
the hooter that never blows for such as you.
Richard M. Sherman – d. May 25th 2024
on the sad-happy road between
Hushabye Mountain and Lullaby Bay.
It was music that brought me this far
from all the grown-ups I have been
to the little boy in my shadow today.
Frank Ifield – d. May 18th 2024
your times - the waning croon,
the looming beat, throat-trill
and tears, pure vaudeville,
songs that ended too soon,
the intangible thrill of it all.
Roger Corman – d. May 9th 2024
art brut and buckets of blood, all shot by
The Man With X-Ray Imagination, who knows
that when the light goes over-budget
you can always tell the story with shadows.
Shirley Conran – d. May 9th 2024
so many positions to be explored;
woman as missionary to themselves,
money like Spanish Fly, how life is only
too short for housework when it’s over.
Steve Albini – d. May 7th 2024
there are more broken hearts
than broken strings. Crank up
the amp, fill your lungs and play;
faster, harder, bigger, blacker.
Bernard Hill – d. May 5th 2024
such as you, so often playing beaten
and broken? We need to see dignity
in defeat, a Kirkby kiss that breaks
a nose, a heart: you could do that.
Duane Eddy – d. April 30th 2024
we are all rebels at the low end
caught in the shimmer of reverb.
I nestle the Gretsch in its case
and close the lid once and for all.
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