The new Poetry Ireland Review (issue 102), edited by Caitriona O'Reilly, will be in all good bookshops soon. I have reviewed three recent volumes of poetry for this issue. Also, my feature on the Irish sugar industry should be published in the Irish Left Review shortly.
A new poem from me in response to the proposal to build on 98 acres of land surrounding Cuchulainn's Castle, Dundalk. It is written from the point of view of Laeg, Cuchulainn's companion and charioteer. The Folly Out from Tara, the widest road leads to a mount from where the sea can be seen beneath Mournes and Cooleys, at the edge of Ulster. This is Delga. Cú is needed for a battle today. Something about a bull and a mad queen from the West – who it seems is a friend of Ferdia. Láeg is here to deliver this troubling news. He sits in the centre of the mount, waiting for Cú to come from his shave and wash, thinks about which horses to take, for one is lame, when he is possessed by a strange fit. It is so black and dense, he thinks even a warp-spasm, the Ríastrad, could not unloose it. He sees the future: a conquest that causes his people to hide in the earth like moles, the building of a fortress around this place. The image burns in his mind the...
I really admire you - you do so much. Merry Christmas.
ReplyDeleteThanks Rachel. Merry Christmas to you too.
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