Criss-Crossing Life

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My local bookshop in Cork/Ireland

Walking home past one of our local bookshops, I decided spontaneously to drop in. I needed, though, to have a better excuse than simply going in to look around and buy some random book. I have a pile at home waiting to be read and though I rarely buy poetry books I have started to do so lately. Over the last few weeks, I have bought poetry books from William Butler Yeats and Seamus…

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An Irish-Nigerian soul living in Ireland after 40 years in Germany. A social anthropologist, English teacher, and more. With stories to share; and an opinion…

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Sylvia Wohlfarth

Sylvia Wohlfarth

An Irish-Nigerian soul living in Ireland after 40 years in Germany. A social anthropologist, English teacher, and more. With stories to share; and an opinion…

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