Back to some poetry now. I first came across a poem by Micheal O’Siadhail in a lecture when I was at seminary. But I can’t now remember what the lecture was about, I can’t remember the poem, and I didn’t remember the poet’s name in fact. I just remember being blown away by the language. Thankfully I took in the name of the anthology and its cover, so when I saw it in a shop, I snapped it up.
O’Siadhail (pronounced O’Shiell) is an Irish literature scholar and poet of great skill and artistry. His range is breathtaking – he ranges over history, literature, science, private experience, a sense of place. Just wonderful.
Following up:
- More on Micheal O’Siadhail on Wiki
- O’Siadhail’s official site
- The poems:
- Einstein
- Grantchester Meadows
- History
- Letters from Assisi
- Motet
- Train Journey
- Artworks used:
- Giotto’s Life of St Francis
- II. Giving cloak to a poor man
- VI. Renunciation of Worldly Goods
- XXIII. Mourned by Sta Clara
- Giotto’s Life of St Francis
