John McCullagh July 18, 2011

There is a popular public house in Belfast’s Cathedral Quarter named the John Hewitt.  I am delighted with this name …  

John McCullagh July 12, 2011

I do not like the other sort They’re tricky and they’re sly An’ couldn’t look you in the face Whenever they pass by …  

John McCullagh July 11, 2011

Many today listen to the song “Grace” without a thought for Joseph Mary Plunkett, the 1916 Easter Rising leader and martyr, yet he is the hero of that dirgeful ballad (though not, of course, its author).  It is still sung at almost every Irish wedding and weekly in Singing Lounges throughout the length and breadth […]

John McCullagh June 2, 2011

Last evening at Newry Film Club we enjoyed an unusual offering “Departures” which focused on death, its meaning and how the ‘crossing’ causes us to reflect on the meaning of life. The following poem by James Patterson has ‘McGinn’ observing, and reflecting upon his own lifeless corpse.   

John McCullagh May 27, 2011

Accomplished Newry poet, James Patterson has been good enough to offer a few of his works for publication here, and we are honoured and delighted.  I know the ‘seed and breed’ of the man, as we’d say locally, and am delighted to make the acquaintance of the third generation.  I do hope I was not […]

John McCullagh May 9, 2011

  I was angry with my friend: I told my wrath, my wrath did end. I was angry with my foe: I told it not, my wrath did grow.

John McCullagh March 23, 2011

As term-time ends at the Stormont British Administration Centre and recess is called for the sectarian head-count known as local elections, Martin McGuinness, ex-IRA leader and now Deputy First Minister…