After another short break it and after some inadvertent stool throwing by Declan and compliments on the general hygiene levels of the group and lack of body odour ensconced as we were underground with no airconditioning, it was the turn of Jim Rooney, and of Molly the octogenerian prostitute, followed by O’Briain, dedicated to Noel O’Briain, and ending with another poem about Molly, this one dedicated to Declan!
After Jim, Phil Lynch came to the mic with a new atmospheric poem ‘Fallen’, followed by a poem about Tranar Rossan (I think) in Donegal, recalled by a recent radio show about walking in the area, and ending with another new work.
After Phil it was Sarah Lundberg, strangely making a Last Wednesday reading debut – following encouragement from Oran Ryan and Eamonn Lynskey. My work involved family roots – and lack thereof, history, bridges, coffins and sewage – though not all inthe same place at the same time – with ‘Another City Moment’, ‘My Grandfather’s House’, ‘Time Capsule’. ‘On Streets off Pearse Street’ and ending with the things you always want to say – in ‘Revenge Poem’
After Sarah it was the turn of Niall O’Connor also making a last Wednesday debut, following the bridge theme with ‘Ha’penny Bridge and the letting us in on the fact that the secret of climbing Mount Kilamanjaro (or however it is spelt – hey it’s late!) is irish Whiskey. And btw check out http://www.fermoypoetryfestival.com.
After Niall it was Brendan McQuaile performing the introduction of what must be a wonderful one man show – based on the material that also went into his book March Away my Brothers.
And then we were done. Until 29 August that is. Til then . . . .
Wipers, aka Ypres!