Sean Walsh

I live in Dublin, Ireland. Sometimes. Most times I live in my head, quite unaware of my surroundings – if you know what I mean… If you succeed in tracking Sean Walsh, please let me know, ok? I've been searching for him for years…

A Multy Memory

Published on Saturday 20th October 2018 by Sean Walsh

Autumn, 1949. Franciscan (open) college, Multyfarnham, Co Westmeath. Me in sixth year. The start of my first – and last – year as a boarder… A few weeks later work began in earnest on the annual Christmas play; as it happened, the friar in charge of production, Father Arthur Jordan (gone to God), had decided on an abridged version of...

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Published on Thursday 18th October 2018 by Sean Walsh

B A C K A four-letter word – but with quite a punch! Reviewing Veil, Mark Two, getting it ready for publication – finally – it suddenly came to me: see how this word occurs from time to time, Sean… At the end of the very first scene, Azarias cries out to Yahweh: “Give me back my son!.. Give me...

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Wee Nudge – comments…

Published on Friday 21st September 2018 by Sean Walsh

“Awesome… In the real sense of the word… How very nicely you have touched on Christ’s humanity, and the centre of the Gospel message. Thanks for sharing your heart. You sound as though you have experienced much loving kindness…” – Dave Armishaw. (Canada.) “Profound, poetic and passionately spoken. In fact, it speaks of De Mello for me. Love and a...

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Before Biro

Published on Sunday 2nd September 2018 by Sean Walsh

Sifting through the bits and pieces of a long-ago past I came across a letter from my Dad, recognised immediately his unmistakable hand and noted the date, 30/9/1951. So long ago! My first year as a student – Arts and Philosophy – at Galway University.   I had barely settled in when Dad wrote me; a few paragraphs in and I knew...

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VEIL Mark 2

Published on Tuesday 28th August 2018 by Sean Walsh

"There is someone - something - in there but it is not our Misach!.." "Who are you?.." "We are... the Cold..." "He speaks - but not with the voice of my son -" "We speak with many voices - we are many..."

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