Agus Rud Eile De (And Another Thing) by Louis de Paor

By Louis de Paor

A bilingual poetry assortment (English & Irish-language) by way of Louis de Paor. A collaboration among 3 varied artists operating in 3 varied media. Kathleen Furey's pictures of loss and separation and Ronan Browne's musical settings offer a counterpoint to Louis de Paor's poems, which fight continuously in the direction of gentle and redemption.

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Beneath the dogwood’s white explosion, fragrance of milk floated down and floated up, each petal a portal, a pure cup and sweet pill to cure us of winter and call back the birds. ) I’m not good at reading . . Running then not to be late, the dogwood casting one beam like a full daytime moon over shortcuts, bamboo, bulldog, and quiet creek water. A waking bulldozer: who are the sleepless, who do they carry? Nights I felt plagued by my body’s heat I’d strip and climb the dogwood branches. Who wears the final cloak of summer?

25 • Cloak Late May, skin tingled true with riot, the screen door clapping shut behind me on the final days of school. Beneath the dogwood’s white explosion, fragrance of milk floated down and floated up, each petal a portal, a pure cup and sweet pill to cure us of winter and call back the birds. ) I’m not good at reading . . Running then not to be late, the dogwood casting one beam like a full daytime moon over shortcuts, bamboo, bulldog, and quiet creek water. A waking bulldozer: who are the sleepless, who do they carry?

Running then not to be late, the dogwood casting one beam like a full daytime moon over shortcuts, bamboo, bulldog, and quiet creek water. A waking bulldozer: who are the sleepless, who do they carry? Nights I felt plagued by my body’s heat I’d strip and climb the dogwood branches. Who wears the final cloak of summer? The son of an ancient seed–caster, I was searching for a gate. I worked hard but remained lost among faster numerals interacting through blizzards of feeling. I would not pick my scab 26 • • to speed the healing.

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