Summary
Poems 2000-2005 is a transitional collection written while the author - also known to be W. J. Me Cormack, literary historian - was in the process of moving back from London to settle in rural Ireland.
It is also a vigorous contribution to the age-old dialogue between Sacred and Profane themes, questioning beliefs and pleasures, guilts and landscapes, poetic methods and prosaic realities.
It is also a vigorous contribution to the age-old dialogue between Sacred and Profane themes, questioning beliefs and pleasures, guilts and landscapes, poetic methods and prosaic realities.
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Table Of Contents
- Cover
- Title Page
- Copyright
- About the book
- Contents
- Adam in Paradise: Quartet
- i Renunciation
- ii Dedication Later
- iii Deadlock
- iv 960
- Planted
- Mersea Island
- Questions for John Prine
- Winter Solstice
- Broken Long Measure
- To the Memory of Lily Webster
- Dry Lightning
- Pellet
- Moregrove
- Dead Habitat
- Uncle Peter’s Purgatory
- The Shuck
- Herbal for Anna Hartnett
- Legend of the Lamp Room
- The Troubled
- Shelling Hill
- Sermon on the Mountjoy Side-Step
- Incident in the Life of Michael Davitt
- Pellets of Stanza and Prose
- No Sign Given to It
- Clonallis, Late Summer
- Nutting
- The Broken Stile
- Pomona
- Ixion’s Wheel
- Near Sizewell Beach
- Not Yacht-Club
- Eurydice
- Rhymes for Eurydice
- The Gardens Quartet
- Up and Under
- Allotments
- Last Thing
- Numbers for Josh and Abigail Cohen
- Miserere
- For Bice Portinari, For Example
- Matin
- Salt and Light
- One Animal’s Return
- Nearby Drung, County Cavan
- The Enlightened Cave
- Colophon
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ADAM IN PARADISE: QUARTET
iRENUNCIATION
Stormy blast
Nor home.
Normative cabin.
Then text at midnight
Terse as verse
Namelessly known.
A tide calm to the point
Only hidden dangers
Are visible to us
Visible to me
To the other
Who makes up us.
Ask a sign, ask it
Either in the depth?
I will not ask.
If we look long
Enough in our
Directions the distance
Is constant
As desire for
The narrow water.
Make me in thy likelihood
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The river is no distance
And birds without number.
The viewing balcony of this cabin
Looks into it.
I have locked my self in tonight
By a twist of the hand
With a key that ticks still
On its empty picture-hook.
Then there is you, absorbed
As Nature her self.
When we touch it is to give
The impression we carry
Some thing between us,
A stone or panel perhaps
From which the word hope
Details
- Pages
- XIV, 108
- Year
- 2005
- ISBN (PDF)
- 9781789970494
- ISBN (ePUB)
- 9781789970500
- ISBN (MOBI)
- 9781789970517
- ISBN (Softcover)
- 9781789970487
- Language
- English
- Publication date
- 2020 (June)
- Published
- Oxford, Bern, Berlin, Bruxelles, New York, Wien, 2005. XIV, 108pp.
