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		<title>Within the Mound of Hostages</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 31 May 2009 22:27:19 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[It was a grey and windy day, and only the first memory is a memory. The sound of layers of jackets smacking in the wind, the moisture of wind-torn eyes on my cheek &#8211; or was it sideways rain? No, the sideways rain was with the Cailleach. She and the red haired kid in shorts [...]]]></description>
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		<title>the sound of sacred places (what art is silence II)</title>
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		<description><![CDATA[But imagine if Amhairgin had gone through the nine waves instead of over them. Even more, imagine this: Fintan, in the shape of Amhairgin, coming ashore through the nine waves. What would that homecoming be like? Amhairgin coming ashore, reciting his “I am’s”, and meaning it? Even more, imagine this: Fintan, coming through the nine [...]]]></description>
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		<title>what art is silence (or the whispering feather of a wing)</title>
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		<description><![CDATA[Somewhere along the line, somewhere between the advent of agriculture, or by the latest, the Council of Nicaea… somewhere between there and Francis Bacon we lost the plot. Completely and totally lost the plot and got caught up in what might be termed the age of comfort, or the age of industry to produce comfort [...]]]></description>
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