Martin Kirby

Martin Kirby

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EQUALS on this Earth

Who says you get to decide anything about me? Do you know me? If I do you no harm, live my life peacefully, who says you get to target me with your intolerance, insults, violence?The question “What is...

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Shining EXAMPLE

There is more than one way to see the light.Nightly, without fail, one of us trails through the olive grove, a Cyclops with feeble head torch, to give the pony her last feed and a loving pat. The valley...

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Dear Seven

Well, that could not have been less magnificent. Glaring truth collided with dereliction, again, this time on a beach in Cornwall, England. But you did a wonderful job of looking as if you were having...

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The art of friendship

What can we do for Pere? Touching elbows just doesn’t cut it.The 80-year-old blacksmith, mop of grey curly hair, flat lip from pipe-smoking, easy smile and gentle nature, has gifted us more of his metal...

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Who needs EXPERTS?

Six years ago I was emerging slowly from the fog and anxiety of the darkest of drug trips. A cocktail of morphine and other mind-boggling medications had my brain doing loop the loop, cartwheels and the...

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Breathing

I saw and stack logs on the dry stone wall. When will the music begin? The sun will rise soon. Then he is there, behind me, on the dead branches of a walnut tree strangled by ivy. The song thrush fills...

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20years at home

January 19, 2001 (2am)Twenty years ago we bounced up the track to this farmhouse. Our new home. It was pitch black and bitterly cold. But we could not have been happier. Life had just changed beyond our...

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Heartache

I appreciate the way some Catalan friends possess, in their succinct English, the gift of getting to the nub of a matter.“If your body is making a noise,” says our doctor Marta, glad of the opportunity...

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Lynx

When it comes home again for good (it may still be absent but remains deep in the DNA of this wild, wonderful country) I will rejoice.When, not if.The lynx, such a scarce, stunning creature, is emblematic...