Those April Fevers
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The narrators are as diverse as their subjects, their tones ranging through wry, wistful, lusty and political. There is surrealism here, a world turned upside down by climate change, newly-charged mythologies that shake what we thought we understood about the order of things, and our relationships.
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Those April Fevers - Mary O'Donnell
CONTENTS
Baltic Amber
Waking
Beyond Myths
Pleasure Principles
Markings, 2060
Driving Invisible Through a World of Mirrors
Marriage Advice, 1951
Spring Funeral
At a Wedding, the Stranger, 1980
View Towards a Bridge
Moon Viewing Point
Woman, 1950
Hockney
A Peasant Wedding
Splitting the Difference
Chronicle of the Oil Wars
Sea Life in St. Mark’s Square
Mapping Europe After Global Warming
Goth Persephone’s Mother asks Her to Do the Messages
Summer Evening
Buzzard
Pleasure
Waiting
Feeding the Crone
The Artists are Sleeping
The World is Mine
Forest, Snow, a Train
Consuming Passions
The Cosmos Ticked Silently
Wolf-Month
Hush Now, it’s January
Hungary
Galician Watch-dog
The Parts
Baby Boy, Quaryat al Beri
A Boy in Gaza
Wicklow
Woman of my Dreams
Waiting outside Bewleys
Sister-Trade
The Wigs
Eden
At 35,000 Feet
Dublin
An Irish Lexicon
Boutique Hotel
Five a.m.
Old Croghan Man Knocking at the Window
On Fitzwilliam, after a budget
Uncertainties, 2011
Biographical Note
BALTIC AMBER
Someone said I would uncover pieces of amber
from long-dead trees on this Baltic shoreline.
Day by day, I leave the cottage, walk the sands
to a headland village.
Nobody understands
what I mean when I mention amber, their minds
engrossed by hazel branches hung
with painted eggs, catkins; or hyacinths in bowls.
The time for hyacinths is long gone, I tell them.
I am in need of something that has survived
more than winter, hardening to translucent gold,
enclosing – perhaps – one small seed,
to honour the month and the Easter I was conceived.
I have grown six decades, like aeons,
and my tears have surely become like amber,
enriched and smooth, taking tawny colours
for blood.
Next week I will be casual
about the search, will uncover nuggets
beneath tree fragments,
inhaling salt and resin as I turn freely
from eggs, catkins, those April fevers
WAKING
These mornings you make peace with throwing in the job,
bend over my pillow, kiss me. I swim in the blue
of your eyes, could be that new bride, the one
you imagined you’d married, treasure you risked your life
to bring back to shore from some foreign place.
We always jumped land and ship, never quite at home.
Now we are here, peculiar to ourselves with buoyancy
and roots, ship and shore again for the taking.
Shore is wilder than you thought, shell reefs catch your eye,
a place where mermaids gossip in moonlight,
their dusky nipples, sea-green cleft of tail,
salt-white hair – all imagined in your absence into being.
But journeys did not part us, nor working contradictions
of our tuning. That jangle gave some purchase to the task.
It has taken so long to draw you to this cottage,
across the sands. Wake now. Wake to new doing,
to new pauses in new days. I cannot sleep for joy.
Mermaids no longer bathe in moonlight but you are here.
Sometimes, I miss their gossip, tasks they set
that became my pleasure. See my breasts, the dusky nipples,
two strong legs, my sea-green toenails, and remember:
your ship, but this my shore, created in your absence.
BEYOND MYTHS
Only you can look me in the eye
and hold my gaze. After all these years,
only you return the look.
I’m indifferent if the others look away.
Occasionally, they hesitate on Stephen’s Green
or Merrion, as if a ghost reminded them
of something half-forgotten, still
hankered for. Yes, it’s me, I whisper,
passing by, my need long stanched
for them or sly-eyed lines –
Botticelli Venus, white witch,
Rapunzel in her tower.
They’ve faded to a past in which
we played in passion’s house,
blind to where it really lives. Now,
only you can look me in the eye,
and want to, only you can see the shape
beyond the