poem – Paul Cudenec

November 1, 2015 Paul Cudenec 1

There’s rats in the trenches A thousand foul stenches Of piss, pus and puke, blood and death Jim’s screaming his head off ‘Cause Frank hasn’t […]

April 8, 2012 Paul Cudenec 0

This is a poem I wrote in 2011, at about the same time as The Task. Afterwards, I realised it was essentially a prayer, hence […]

May 28, 2010 Paul Cudenec 0

(A song) Mother Moon looks down in misery Her children born in slavery Once proud, now brittle and bereft All the stolen land and stolen […]

May 21, 2010 Paul Cudenec 0

Here are some links to a few bits I’ve written that have appeared on the web. By far the longest of these is 47 Random […]