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No Animals

30/10/202210/11/2022 / N. P. Ryan

Two people sit on a settee looking at a TV that is behind the camera. The person on the right, a man, eats pizza from a box; while a woman, in the middle, eats salad from a bowl; to her left, a terrier dog also sits on the settee while looking at the food longingly.Thoughts on animals and the film industry via the medium of poetry.

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Animal Lover

09/10/2022 / N. P. Ryan

wolfgang-hasselmann-cy6mlclvdx0-unsplashPoetry without comment beyond thanks to Wolfgang Hasslemann for use of the header image.

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The Swans

19/07/202021/09/2020 / N. P. Ryan / Leave a comment

The feeling I hope to paint with words today has sat heavily upon me since the day of the scene evoking it. Every time since that I’ve walked through the same Continue reading →

What We Feed Cats & Why It’s Far from Purrfect

18/04/202017/11/2022 / N. P. Ryan / Leave a comment

There’s something wrong with what we feed our cats. It isn’t secretly added or hidden from the ingredients. It’s right there on the label staring us in the face, but apparently we never see it.

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Animal Crackers

12/04/202015/09/2020 / N. P. Ryan / Leave a comment

In 2019 while visiting an animal sanctuary in the UK, I found myself faced with hypocrisy of monumental proportions. Continue reading →

Cats Under Attack! (Backdoor Clawing Redux)

02/09/201815/09/2020 / N. P. Ryan / Leave a comment

Should cats be banned? It’s a question being asked in New Zealand. In Australia one local council offered $10 for any ‘feral’ cat scalp residents bought in.

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A Poem about Poems about Cats

09/08/201815/09/2020 / N. P. Ryan / Leave a comment

On the back of the recent Clawing at the Backdoor yet another poem about cats. In fact, a poem about them. And on International Cat Day too.

If it’s all getting too much,  don’t panic – there’s some calming cat pics coming up below!

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An Environmental Catastrophe Clawing at the Backdoor

22/07/201815/09/2020 / N. P. Ryan / Leave a comment

Poems just come to me, seemingly from out of nowhere. This one appeared last night after a couple drinks. Unfortunately it’s unlikely to win me any friends.

Only people who like cats read/look at cat related things.

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Recent Posts: N. P. Ryan

Mistress: Prepare for Doom Domination!

Mistress: Prepare for Doom Domination!

Skimming through the names on a promotional compilation, Mistress stopped me in my tracks; a lot can be taken from a band name, and something so precise, not to mention ‘dominating’, makes quite a statement about how the band sees itself. Clicking play, I knew there was far more chance of tired male cliché than … Continue reading Mistress: Prepare for Doom Domination!

Hawkwind, Bristol Beacon, 13th June 2026

Hawkwind, Bristol Beacon, 13th June 2026

An absolutely incredible show as usual from Hawkwind, only this one was

Reflections on the Thames as seen from London Bridge

Reflections on the Thames as seen from London Bridge

The following is a reworking of a poem and post that originally appeared in 2018:

Ameretat: punk fire straight from the hardcore of Earth

Ameretat: punk fire straight from the hardcore of Earth

Ameretat’s self titled debut album, released 2025, opens with ‘Ghazal-e-ātish / Posht-e-pardeh’ (‘Ode to the Fire / Behind the Veil’). The track starts with a medium paced but purposeful drum beat before a slice of feedback introduces

T.A.T (There’s Always Time) Debut Album YOU SUCK !!! Reviewed

T.A.T (There’s Always Time) Debut Album YOU SUCK !!! Reviewed

When reviewing There’s Always Time’s EP ‘Breathe’ in 2024, I described the sound as dark, moody, Bauhaus-esque in tone and stalking like a cold shadow carrying a jagged-edged knife with vocals that reach Polystyrene-levels of pitch and passion. All of those components remain thoroughly present on debut album YOU SUCK !!!. Only now

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Drinking in a dingy bar by the sea, crumpled postcard from Her and World’s Biggest Ray Zero for company; then the son of a starts saying I’m cursed. Praise Be to lighting-up another smoke. Inhale, taste a foul brand: the Hex She put on me. Promised Heaven, delivered a dive nightclub Hell. Thank the Lord for liquor loving hot chicks. Though nothing compares to how it’ll feel catching up with Her.

Wanted a quick bit of business and gone. Bath had other ideas. First, battered and left for dead after a hundred heart-breaking truths. Then a Police Chief with a saggy old treasure chest of secrets to keep needs a scapegoat. Dumps me in the middle of corruption so deep it eases through bone to suck greedy at marrow. With every gun pointing my way, Hell, not even He’s gonna get me outta this one.

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