I am so at home in Dublin, more than any other city, that I feel it has always been familiar to me. It took me years to see through its soft charm to its bitter prickly kernel - which I quite like too.
Joyce’s funny, moving and infuriating masterpiece should send us, not into the cold and sterile embrace of the examination room, but out again into the warm and throbbing world.
The most recent translation of WG Sebald’s work offers the expected pleasure of his engaging prose style and an introduction to the world of some intriguing German writers.
The year is 1937 and the place Moscow, one of the key settings in European history and a fault line in the history of civilisation.
A collection of essays about the 1913 Dublin Lockout impresses across a wide range of fields.
In an age when martyrdom is demonised and tagged with notions of fanaticism and people are reluctant to protest for a cause let alone die for one, 1916 presents an easy target.
All is very far from what it seems in a literary mystery novel by poet Ciaran Carson set in Belfast and Paris.
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