Weeds United
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Weeds United is the eclectic reader’s cornucopia with touches of Gabriel Rosenstock’s Infrearéalachas (Infrarealism), a Blindboy Boatclub podcast on the inside of a tennis ball (should he ever take it on) and the poet’s own unique brand of insightfulness, which the reader will find enthralling.
Mac Domhnaill’s work is a critical, daring, humourous, local and universal, self-mocking and sardonic book, laced with historical, political and social commentary, in two languages.
It is a reader’s version of being spoilt for choice, with much playfulness offset by the poet’s sensitive eye for both human and the natural world’s vulnerabilities, a sort of tableau vivant that is life.
Cuireann Weeds United go mór le canóin na Mumhan agus filíocht na hÉireann. — John Liddy
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Weeds United - Mike MacDomhnaill
Poets like to frighten the shite out of us
as they summon up the stark reality
of our imminent departure,
you’ve read Kinsella and his Mirror in February –
last time I checked he was still alive –
I could quote and quote,
they tend to start with the morning mirror:
How little this poor creature knows,
this evening they’re preparing the obit!
If any way half-famous
there’ll be clips in the files
which can be readily dragged up,
a suitable banner declared
(just the job for the new sub-ed)
and the cub reporter sent to the obsequies
(they have no inhibitions, the young lot),
as the coffin’s shoved into the hearse
the best shot
Poets have a lot to answer for
the way they frighten us
out of our silly day-dreams
And we haven’t even touched on
Larkin’s Aubade
you know the one
where he wakes at four in the morning
and haunts himself in the awakening gloom
or Scepter and Crown
Must tumble down
you have to remember that
from your school days
that, at least, was satisfying
if you were the one with the sickle
doing the back-breaking work while
himself sat up there on his throne
‘We’ll get even’ rattling through your head
Poets
they’re forever bringing us down.
JEAN, NÍ JEAN
Ar ndoigh b’in adúirt tú, ní ag ceartú per se ach – tuigeann tú go maith –
ag cur trasna, ag cabhrú, océ, glacfad leis sin, ag cabhrú.
Bhíomar óg, maithimis a chéile, ag an am
nuair a bhíonn an créatúr seo, an duine, pas beag soineanta,
níos soineanta ná anois?
ag brath ar do thuiscint air mar fhocal agus pé scéal é
níl am againn do bheith á phlé, agus an t-eitleán ag tuirlingt.
Soineanta… sea, am éigin b’fhéidir thar chupán tae.
An leabhar i mo sheilbh, is cuimhin leat, ní cuimhin liom anois
cén diabhal ainm a ghabh leis, leabhar cuíosach caol déarfainn –
cé a thugann faoi leabhar mór groí ach an té, b’fhéidir,
a bhfuil aghaidh aige ar an gcarcair. Muna bhfuil an t-údar
in ann é a rá go pras caith uait é, nach sin a deirtear.
An fáth gur luaigh mé é? Óige. Iarracht tú a impreasáil,
mar a dúirt an fear ó Chonamara. Ach níl sé sin féaráilte
dóibh siúd ón Iarthar. Ní bhacann lena leithéid. Impreasáil.
Is an ceart acu. Is cuma leo sa diabhal. Cá rabhamar? An leabhar
ag gobadh amach as mo phóca, nach mar sin a bhí,
agus as mo bhéal do sciorr: ‘Jean’.
Ó, Sartre! Jean-Paul! An mar sin é, Jean, ní Jean,
más mar sin a thit amach, an cuimhin?
Tuigimid a chéile anois. Is mó leabhar imithe faoin droichead,
mar a dúirt an fear ó Dhroim Conrach.
JEAN, NOT JEAN
While not exactly correcting, it’s what you said – you know only too well
– while not spelling it out. Helping? we’ll go with that. We were young.
At a time when still innocent. More innocent than now? We can return
to that. Depends on how we define, and besides, no time, what