Memories of an old friend
Despite the years, I still remember her. Her small face had the softness of a swan, her eyes were the colour of autumn.
A Poisoned Mind
Poison need not be the plot device of an Agatha Christie mystery nor the mere mechanism of melodrama. There is a poison in and of the mind that is insidious, that seeps, that corrodes, that clouds the thought and distorts the judgement, that will take over entirely if left unattended.
US Election Special: An Emotional Response to Donald Trump
Existence, Trump reminds us, can be dark and meaningless indeed. How should one respond emotionally?
Nisos: Four Visual Poems
Four visual poems from widely-exhibited Greek poet and visual artist whose interdisciplinary works combine poetry, painting, photography, multimedia, performance, and new technologies.
Tales from Dublin Pubs: Corrigan's Mount Pleasant Inn of Lower Mount Pleasant Avenue
The pub was formerly under the management of a certain Mr. Barry Cotter, a social climber with six houses and Scrooge-like tendencies. Staff of those days included two doddery gents of a ripening vintage, kindly Robbie with a baritone voice that was made for the radio, and nasty Ciaran who cultivated many grudges and lived with his mother.
Sit terra tibi levis
Sit terra tibi levis. Digital print. 2020. Victor Manzanal.
Harmony
The world is out of balance. How many times has this been said? The machines of profit do not compute extraneous loss. They are out of balance with the natural world.
Harmony
Harmony refers to compatibility, fitting together, cooperation, unity, balance, understanding, goodwill. It stands for the whole. The dynamic of individual parts in sync, even when those parts contain contradictory forces.
Great Albums of the 2010s: a decade in retrospect
This list could change your life. Allow Mercurius to guide you through some of the greatest sounds of the 2010s.
Love and I
Today, my dear Mercurius friends, I want to share some poems by Fanny Howe, an American poet who turned 80 this October 15, 2020.
Moment prelude
A short prelude that 'has its moments' I hope! David Braid.
Beauty
Perhaps reaching a definition of beauty is simply an exercise in skilful omission, in suggesting absences, in loss.
Happy New Year Mr. President. Episode 1: The Genesis Symposium
Do not approach these twelve minutes in anticipation of a plot, use them rather as a chance to contemplate all who have been born and died, or will be born and will die.
What is injustice?
Suffering is everywhere. Much is self-created. However, much is also structural, and derives from nature’s cruel hierarchies or from the abuse endemic in human systems. This latter source of suffering is known as injustice.
Sea to spawn
This one-minute film, as well as celebrating eels, explores the ways in which visual poems can be handled and archived. The concrete poem at the centre of the film is labyrinthine and interlacing, and its text ‘slides’ into the form of an eel to interrupt what would be an otherwise a linear poem.
Aria
Solo work for archtop guitar written and played by David Braid
Peace and Emptiness
In September, the seasons change. The mountains brim with wild fruit and mushrooms. The year begins to point towards an end. The shallow dance above the void seeks a space unpolluted by time, by sorrow, by joy. Despite our heartbreak and our acts of foolishness, somehow a perfect source remains intact.
Tales from Dublin Pubs: Grace's of Rathgar Road
Our first visit was spoiled by the sight of a drunken sot blatantly pissing himself while standing watching the horses, oblivious to the dark and disgusting stain spreading across his grubby pants. Subsequent visits proved more amenable and it has since come to be regarded as an especial favourite, even a gem.
Two Dudes with the Graveyard Blues
On one terribly hungover morning of 2015, Andrew Clarke and Thomas Helm stumbled their way to Montjuic Cemetery to serenade the dead. Rest in Peace, unknown friends. Presented to the public for the first time by Mercurius Magazine.
Emptiness
Our Universe is expanding fast. There are more mysteries than questions solved. The biggest mystery is life itself. Who are we? What is the power that leaves us when we die? Where do we come from and where are we going? Does the soul exist and what is it?
The never-ending quest…
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