by Sean Dempsey 5/30/24 It is a soul-wrenching philosophical irony that throughout time the core of Humanity, the essence of what it is to be Man, is either slave or slaver. Bifurcated or Bifurcator Man was a slave in Egypt and Babylon; he was prosecuted under the Third Reich; he was a victim of Genocides […]
I wrote the following poems between 2011 – 2014 while working at a corporate “desk job” for the behemoth insurance company, Liberty Mutual. There were probably a few hundred poems written during this short timeframe, but most have been lost (along with a good chunk of my sanity) and scattered to the winds of time. […]
By Sean Dempsey8/29/25 During the waning of a drear and tempestuous season, while the dank forests of New Hampshire trembled beneath winds unseasonable and a melancholy haze spread like a funeral pall across its pale and resolute villages, there came into my possession a mysterious, but not unwelcome, letter whose contents so disquieted the chambers […]
