Richard O'Connell

By Richard O'Connell August 26, 2021

‘Where did my Snow Man go?’

By Richard O'Connell May 13, 2021

Let it come. Why should you hold back that power . . .

By Richard O'Connell October 1, 2020

All must hazard all on the race of the clock…

By Richard O'Connell May 14, 2020

A virus smaller than a microdot, all but invisible, virulent…

By Richard O'Connell September 26, 2019

It intimidates without apparent threat, not looking live or lethal, rough with rust…

By Richard O'Connell May 16, 2019

‘Pushed by crowds against the glass of Alexander’s, where we stood…’

By Richard O'Connell January 24, 2019

“I caught the clock red-handed stealing time and knew such thievery was nothing new…”

By Richard O'Connell September 27, 2018

“I tried to ride my Pegasus indoors, twisting and turning, bending over backwards…”

By Richard O'Connell June 7, 2018

In memory of Michael Potemra.

By Richard O'Connell May 24, 2018

“Finish the wine. Dawn’s but an eyelid of light opening…”