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Continue reading →: Gotthold Lessing
Nathan the Wise, a five Act dramatic poem. I have borrowed the German Library edition (Vol. 12) of this work of the Enlightenment period. Lessing’s message, conveyed in a simple love story, is that humanity can overcome hatred and the fear of difference. Revealed faiths are part of the same…
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Continue reading →: Ciaran Carson
Fear I fear the vast dimensions of eternity. I fear the gap between the platform and the train. I fear the onset of a murderous campaign. I fear the palpitations caused by too much tea. I fear the drawn pistol of a rapparee. I fear the books will not survive…
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Continue reading →: Longfellow
The Wreck of the Hesperus – Henry Wadsworth Longfellow It was the schooner Hesperus, That sailed the wintry sea; And the skipper had taken his little daughter, To bear him company. Blue were her eyes as the fairy-flax, Her cheeks like the dawn of day, And her bosom white as…
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Continue reading →: Poems for all occasions?
On our wedding anniversary I try to pen something romantic and usually my efforts are appreciated by my wife, Clare. At a writing workshop at Queen’s University Belfast recently, there was a man whose life had dealt him some hard knocks and who had been inspired to try his hand…
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Continue reading →: Connor Dallacht – O’Kanes Pottery
Does anyone know of a poet called Connor Dallacht? I vaguely remember reading a poem of his when I was in the coffe shop outside Falcarragh – the O’Kanes’s pottery studio on the site of the old rectory. This is a beautiful spot for enjoying good coffee in very pleasant…
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Continue reading →: WB Yeats – a mystic?
WB Yeats by Augustus John The Lake Isle of Innisfree I will arise and go now, and go to Innisfree, And a small cabin build there, of clay and wattles made: Nine bean-rows will I have there, a hive for the honeybee, And live alone in the bee-loud glade.…
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Continue reading →: My selection of poems and poets
Seamus Heaney was an obvious choice because the language of his poetry is accessible and sounds magnificent whether read aloud or to oneself. Irish poetry evokes imagery that is particularly distinctive. The poem about the memory of peeling potatoes with his mother on a Sunday morning reflects the pain of loss and his…
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Continue reading →: Tony Harrison – Northern soul
Marked with D When the chilled dough of his flesh went in an oven not unlike those he fuelled all his life, I thought of his cataracts ablaze with Heaven and radiant with the sight of his dead wife, light streaming from his mouth to shape her name, ‘not Florence…
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Continue reading →: Tupac – a thug’s life?
Only God Can Judge Me” (feat. Rappin 4-Tay) [Intro: 2Pac] Only God can judge me, is that right? [synth voice] Only God can judge me now Only God baby, nobody else, nobody else All you other motherf***ers get out my business [Verse One: 2Pac] Perhaps I was blind…
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Continue reading →: Seamus Heaney – one of the greats
Clearances (III) When all the others were away at Mass I was all hers as we peeled potatoes. They broke the silence, let fall one by one Like solder weeping off the soldering iron: Cold comforts set between us, things to share Gleaming in a bucket of clean water. And…