The Winter Sleep of Captain Lemass
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Harry Clifton
Harry Clifton was Ireland Professor of Poetry in 2010-13. His books include Secular Eden: Paris Notebooks (Wake Forest University Press, USA, 2007), winner of the Irish Times / Poetry Now Award, and five titles from Bloodaxe, among these, The Winter Sleep of Captain Lemass (2012), shortlisted for Irish Times / Poetry Now Award, The Holding Centre: Selected Poems 1974-2004 (2014), The Portobello Sonnets (2017) and Herod’s Dispensations (2019). After many years travelling and living Africa, Asia and Europe, he now lives in Dublin.
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The Winter Sleep of Captain Lemass - Harry Clifton
1
TWENTY-SIX COUNTIES
Little Jerusalem
If you have to live somewhere
And you do, consider this
By streetlight, leaning drunk
Or just walking
Alone, through damp October,
An odour of bread-sticks on the air
And Gentiles, with the eyes
Of diamond-cutters, in the light
Of screen and anglepoise
Working late, the sabbath-breakers –
Everyone now an Israelite
Far from home, in the turfsmoke
Of old, converted terraces,
Coldwater streets, a tram
In the distance, a fin-de-siècle sigh
If I forget thee, O Jerusalem
Let the ruins of religion be my dwelling-place
Where echoing flights of stairs
At the clearing of a throat, in deep liturgical space,
Are answered by silence. And I climb, an apostate,
A worshipper of skylights, inheritor
Of cubic space, square feet, deconsecration,
Through latter days, Creation and Apocalypse,
To a rented halfway house
The key of simony opens, in chancel or apse.
High in the choirloft, light-motes, angels move
On the firmament of a ceiling. Listen –
A white noise of bathwater running, after love,
And voices, at the hour of vespers, smells of food,
The human returning…. Horae Canonicae –
Can I not find them beautiful and good,
So strangely lit, in this desecrated temple
Everyone shares, my pause on the stair
A secular prayer?
If I forget thee, O Jerusalem
Let me not be granted entry
To my homeland. Let me awaken,
A wandering Jew, in a faraway place
That is not America,
That must be some mistake,
And the grey realisation –
Ireland….the beadle
Chanting psalms on Walworth Road
Where the synagogue takes root
In a feast of passion fruit –
The circumciser, blood on his hands,
And the Chrysler fleet
Asher rents, for funerals and weddings.
Beila boning kosher meat, and Harry
The Chagall of Stamer Street –
And the cards, the snooker,
The long afternoons of boredom
And orthodoxy, falling away
Like a quorum, to deaths, to goings away,
Imaginary Israels
I come back from, getting off
A bright new tram, at the heart of town,
To this, the latest station
The soul mistakes for its own –
Bell-clang, the broken trance
Of remembrance, in a maze
Of redbrick streets and holy days
Sold to the devil, my new address
The ruins of a church
And forty years in the wilderness.
A Son! A Son!
You around whom, at every hour,
The void thickens like an atmosphere
Rank with unsolved mystery, childish fears,
Go back now, through the Dublin lanes
To that very first year
Of malt and drayhorse, Francis Street, the Coombe.
Two women wait, in an ante-room.
A man who has crashed the lights
At Cuffe Street in the small hours, in the rain,
Chainsmokes endlessly – Players cigarettes.
Doctor Kidney, hedging his bets
And slapping nurses’ bottoms, flashes through
In a white housecoat, the local deity.
Yes, we must all be patient,
Even you, in the ageless womb,
In the shadow of Saint Nicholas of Myra,
Where salt waits, oil in its cruse.
You will find your own way out of this