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On Ballycastle Beach
by Medbh McGuckian
"Time and time again, her poems touch on the inextricability of the beautiful and the elusive….A classic in the making, On Ballycastle Beach will trouble many of us for some time to come." Stephen Yenser, Poetry
"…of twentieth-century poets writing in English, she strikes me as one of the most original and compelling — and as easily the most white-hot Irish poet since Yeats." Calvin Bedient, Parnassus
"Despite the comparisons that she invites with other poets, living and dead, her voice is entirely her own. She is high priestess of the miraculous, speaking in tongues, chanting into life some other life that we might have known or still might know." John Drexel, The New England Review and Broad Leaf Quarterly
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On Not Being Listened To
You respect the flowers when they pass
Out of your hands. You hold to words
Because they have been said. You will
Take two days from a fine little chain
And hold them against me, every separate
Thing remembered like the last day
Of the year, mottling it over with
Your feet as a child might snow.
The rain gives the window or its equivalent
An example of pouring on, the sun
In his storing-journeys imagines the early
Farness of nine-in-the-morning. One
Quarter of the staircase asks to know
What you have written, within the summer's
Hearing, on the closed throat of the envelope.
$6.95 paperback
ISBN 0-916390-30-6
ISBN13 78-0-916390-30-3
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