Fáilte Romhat


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Fáilte romhat

And after the handshake

it emerged he’d also been using

coins with her picture on it

and even accepting post from

`the ‘Royal Mail’.

He’s even been laughing, like the rest of us,

at the racist quotes from the Duke of Edinburgh

– as with his old age

he’s somehow too sweet

to offend, like most old people.

But Martin shook hands

with an overpriced hat, and he

should put everything back the

way he found it, so better men

who delight at the prospect

of continuing the struggle;

walking around bogs on Youtube

and proclaiming violence

on Facebook, or in the back room of a pub,

wearing a balaclava

all progress

towards The Revolution,

while Ériu shrugs.

Liam Duffy is a poet who grew up and studied in Galway. He is now compiling an Artistic Atlas of
Galway, studying Urban studies and working towards his first collection of poetry. He has recently
been published Boyne Berries and the Arkadia Gazette and The Poetry Bus and has also read at the
West Cork Literary Festival in Ireland as part of a reading dubbed: Irish Poets: A New Generation.

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6 Responses

  1. Liam Duffy

    July 2, 2012 7:57 pm

    “Poetry has no place in politics”- Evidence of a man with little notion of either poetry or politics.

  2. bevin

    July 2, 2012 8:29 pm

    The notion that British Royalty is averse to blood stained hands is one that it would be interesting to hear being argued.
    On second thoughts: no it wouldn’t.

  3. Conor McCabe

    July 3, 2012 10:23 am

    “…the bread of the supermarket and the eucharist of poetry, and of whom its recipients should be.”

    wow. Does your prose come in other colours apart from purple?

  4. Aine

    July 3, 2012 1:18 pm

    @ Cribbon: Thanks for freeing me from poetry and poetry -you daqgy sheep’s ass.

    Sorry, didn’t mean it. What I meant to say was-

    Strange shakes an unquiet land
    Make bloody, wash clean
    With unsteady hands
    Darning and patching
    Never made whole
    Sickens the matching
    Strange unholy soul

  5. B Rand

    July 4, 2012 4:05 am

    Lady Macbeth: All the perfumes of Arabia will not sweeten this bloody hand.