A Fortress Against Ideas And Against The

Politics: Distrust All Parties But Consider Capitalism Must Go.

Let Them Not Make Me A Stone And Let Them Not Spill Me, Otherwise Kill Me.

Today I Am So At Home In Dublin, More Than In Any Other City, That I Feel It Has Always Been Familiar To Me. But, As With Belfast It Took Me Years To Penetrate Its Outer Ugliness And Dourness, So With Dublin It Took Me Years To See Through Its Soft Charm To Its Bitter Prickly Kernel - Which I Quite Like Too.

Blind Wantons Like The Gulls Who Scream And Rip The Edge Off Any Ideal Or Dream.

A Pharaoh's Profile, A Krishna's Grace, Tail Like A Question Mark.