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The Deep Heart's Core: Irish Poets Revisit A Touchstone Poem

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In The Deep Heart’s Core , some 100 Irish poets revisit a favorite, key, or touchstone poem of their
own and offer a short commentary on its impact. The result is an illuminating, thought-provoking,
and unique anthology that offers a rare glimpse into the thinking, feeling, and craft behind the finished poems. The Deep Heart’s Core is both an ideal introduction to contemporary Irish poetry for the general reader and a handbook for the aspiring practitioner or student.

317 pages, Paperback

Published February 13, 2017

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May 19, 2019
I was wondering around the Nano Nagle Place in Cork and found this book in the gift shop.

Standing in the middle of the shop, mesmerized, reading the same poem over and over, while shoppers, and little girls in Communion dresses, and people just stopping in to have lunch at the Good Day Deli all made their way around me. Finally, I thought I ought to buy it proper and go sit in the gardens.

To read these gorgeous poems, while sitting in the warm May sun at Nano Nagle's in Cork was a sublime experience. Each poem author has written a personal, lovely short essay on why, or where the poem arose from, their experience of the poem, and how they feel now.

I love poetry, but this collection of Irish poets revisiting a touchstone poem is so touching, so powerful. I want entire books of poetry of this. Several poems I read and thought, Meh. That was subpar. Then I read the short essay and found the symbolism, the emotion, the edge and fell in love with the poem. OH! The crows eyes are your fathers eyes, the hedgerow is the one you hid in when you were a child, and the grey mist is the drink your father took a bit much of. (All of that is made up, utterly so, but you get my meaning.)

So many gorgeous lines:

Grace Wells: Pioneer
The last memories of her husband have been sewn up
into a quilt that barely warms her nights.

Maurice Harmon: The Doll With Two Backs
the landscape held its secrets
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