As much and all as we admire the truth, sometimes we must keep it tethered and locked away. Sometimes it’s just too fearsome a beast.When Homer Simpson said "It takes two to lie. One to lie and one to listen",he was right; we must sometimes make a judgment as to what the listener can bear to hear.
And if sometimes it’s difficult to tell the truth, sometimes too it’s difficult not to. This from "Sunfire".
The Wind Claps The Slates
The wind claps the slates;
all night they are hooves running berserk,
all night the wind is inciting them;
all night.
At twenty past two and twenty past three
and twenty past four I am looking at you;
how I would love to have hooves to come
crashing through your sleep, to burst into
your solitude.
And there I would, for better or worse,
demolish the muzzled years with as much
violence as reverberates beneath iron shoes,
as causes such a frenzy in stone that slates
stampede.
Poems and general conversation from Irish poet Michael O'Dea. Born in Roscommon, living in Donegal. Poetry from Ireland. (poems © Michael O’Dea, Dedalus Press, Amastra-n-Galar)
Monday, March 22, 2010
Thursday, March 11, 2010
Wassa Wassa in Rathmines
Wassa Wassa – 3.00 pm Rathmines Sq (Previously swimming pool car park).
A huge success at last year's festival; Wassa Wassa, a West African percussion, song and dance group, are back again this year with their traditional rhythms and dance, contemporary and traditional African songs, adding their own arrangements and wearing traditional costumes and hats you won’t forget!
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