All posts tagged: Seamus Heaney

Slán Muireann Ní Bhrolcháin

It was with great sadness that I learnt of the death of Dr. Muireann Ní Bhrolcháin, Senior Lecturer of Early Irish (Sean-Ghaeilge), at the Centre for Irish Cultural Heritage at Maynooth University. Obituaries and remembrances are too formal a way to encapsulate the energies of the person who has passed away. What we may say about her on paper; on her authorship, her survivors, and her activities, pale in comparison to the ball of energy that she was. Muireann had a huge and warmly generous physical presence despite her tiny size. She was quite literally a ball of energy.   I first met Muireann Ní Bhrolcháin at the Four Courts, as one did during the campaigns that dominated the Celtic Tiger era. Protestors would be in and out of courts fighting on issues related to the complete destruction of any and all heritage laws by the Fianna Fáil Party who came up with new planning bills even as they tore down and scrapped institutions that were charged with the preservation of our natural and built …

The Elm Of The Aeneid and Spadework by Peter O’ Neill

The Elm of the Aeneid   After Virgil , Lines 282-295, Book VI     In the vast shadows of the Elm, Under her ancient boughs where, According to men dreams are allied to nightmare, Intricately woven into every arrow-headed leaf, There monstrous shapes and forms Become crafted by the elements, As beheld through the Light Trees, Where everyone fashions for themselves The proper demons which people their most Specific exactitude; Just as Aeneas saw, Him-self, those heady Chimera and which He pursued with wrought steel, On through the torturous waters of the Tarterean Archeron, where the roads led.   This translation of The Elm of the Aeneid, After Virgil , Lines 282-295, Book VI is © Peter O’Neill . Spadework    In memoriam   Out in the allotment, thinking and digging, And considering Heaney’s analogy Of the opened field – Immense acreage Of sovereignty to be found there   Emanating beneath the wood of his words, Their clayey, and powderish substance. And, pausing to take a breath, before I too Rake up the skeletal remains of …

25th Ezra Pound International Conference

“The conference’s main host will be Trinity College Dublin, Ireland’s oldest university institution, founded in 1592 and located in the city centre. Our second host and other conference site on Thursday, July 11, will be Mater Dei Institute, the college close to what was Leopold Bloom’s residence at 7 Eccles Street.   The 2013 EPIC will open at Trinity College Dublin on 10 July with a Welcoming Address by the Nobel laureate Seamus Heaney. Individual plenary talks by distinguished scholars throughout the week will be on such topics as Pound and Irish Poetry, Pound and other writers (Beckett, Coleridge, Joyce, and Yeats), The Cantos Project, New Translations of Pound’s poetry into German and Italian, the Drafts & Fragments Notebooks, and Doing Justice to Pound. There will also be four days of paper sessions and discussions on a wide range of topics related to Pound’s works, life, and influence.” 25th Ezra Pound International Conference Homepage Registration Schedule  

2011 poetry news, and online information for poets.

Given that the Irish Times Books of the Year did not make mention of poetry books for 2011, I thought to add some links to Irish poetry  presses and imprints for those readers of poetry who are not catered for in the list-system. I have to say that I do not think of such ephemera as dates when I approach a book of poetry and my reading included some 2010 volumes (and earlier).  The beauty of poetry is that it is timeless and  poetry books are always relevant. I am going to add links for some poetry publishers, and then some good online resources for readers and writers of poetry. I wonder how many of the books at link will survive the test of time ? (or even taste,  ” So good, so funny, so real, so very, very sad” , is what amounts to review in the article). Irish presses and poetry journals. The Gallery Press  have an eminently worthwhile list of poets and writers, I am adding a link  to their online catalogue for …

‘Yes, Minister’ a poem by John Walsh

While brushing my teeth I stop to think of the Minister’s words and I feel how lucky we are indeed to have a Green Minister like him to tell us not to be wasting water running it while brushing our teeth. And I wonder if he’s noticed that it’s been pissing the rain for weeks and the eco-warriors are up to their eyes in muck in their flooded dugouts on the Hill of Tara. But he says he is not in a position to go there for he is afraid of getting his hands dirty and he’ll have to go washing them all over again, wasting everyone’s time and energy, including his own. Seamus Heaney thinks it’s a disgrace, but sure nobody listens to him. Thanks to John Walsh. This poem is from Chopping Wood with T.S Eliot, Publ. Salmon Poetry 2010.