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Sean Urquhart
Sean Urquhart
I am an experienced writer who has worked across a variety of mediums including: screenplay, script editing, prose, poetry,and novelization. I am particularly interested in psychogeography and the scope it gives both academics and creative writers to effectively trade elements of their fields.
 

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Feb. 21, 2013 9:23 pm
I read the headline, As I tried to recover from the emotional fall-out. Of a hard, hard week. It never seems to let up, Fortunately there is the music, Family and friends. I read the headline, RIP Kevin Ayres, The Soft Machine goes on forever, Immortalised in elegant lines, My psyche forever touched, My life forever enriched. I pour the rest of the beer down the sink, In a cleansing...  Read More
Feb. 13, 2013 9:18 pm
I was looking at the scrum, Nostalgic for the present, Paradox in the cold thick air, Guinness was downed, And promises kept, Joe and his cohorts held my interest, And for a moment I wished I'd played The game, I was too weak in those days, Wee, asthmatic, scared, dazed, Wanting to bow out and hide, From the Lochgelly tawse. Those far-off days, The worst days of my life by far, ...  Read More
Feb. 6, 2013 5:33 am
I hated the uniform, Green, scratching the skin, Boots too-tight, Insufficient kit. The orders barked, Stand at ease, Stand easy. The Sergeant with the whisky breath, The stare through battle-weary, bloodshot orbs, Singling me out, And then asking me to get him more booze, Just for the afternoon. On parade with a drunk, Was better than a sober, cruel General, Sipping his scotch, ...  Read More
Feb. 6, 2013 5:30 am
And I saw some ungrammatical words scrawled on a floating piece of remarkable paper... And all the time that I was there, there was a sense of being viewed from afar, as a botanist may regard a mayfly, an odd, indifferent eye, not exactly God-like, but still watching my every motion, I felt the presence, briefly and then I repaired to the bar, as was my want in those alcohol-numbed days of...  Read More
Feb. 3, 2013 3:03 am
Never was there a time without anger, Not for long. We never had it so bad, And that was back in the greed-filled 80s. It's bloody worse now.  Read More
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