After five chapbooks and ten years writing poetry, this first full collection has a wide wingspan and a sharp eye. Migrating from Dublin to Lough Gara, on the Sligo Roscommon border, the intimacies of personal life sit easily next to global themes of conflict, the environment, migration, and the universal matters of love and death. Politics – with a small p – are always just under the skin of Jessamine O’Connor’s writing, but she avoids telling the reader what to think, instead she shows by example how to feel.
“These barefaced poems don’t back down from anything or anyone. Jessamine takes her pen to the world around her and documents it in all its misshappen ugliness and all its impossible beauty. These poems don’t flinch from how much life hurts but somehow in their humour, kindness and lightness they show us how to love it anyway.” -Sarah Clancy
With Illustrations by Helen Chantrell.
Table of Contents
Preface by Neil Young, Editor of The Poets’ Republic 8
Welcome 11 Crow’s feet 12 Backcarrier 13 Hunting in the bathroom 14 Line 16 My mother has never been old 17 Green 19 Notice 20 Balloon 27 Brothers – 7th May 1916 29 Harbour 32 This lake swallows men 33 Taidgh 35 Ten so far this morning 36 Hellsteeth 38 Militant with hope 39 Early in December 40 Watershed 42 Christmas list for my newborn girl 45 When I grow up 46 Six hours 48 Asimo – on prime time TV 49 To the Oxford University Press 51 Colony 52 The planter 54 At the seaside 55 Django in the white clover as the swallows fledge 56 Féis 58 Scan 60 Great 61 Three new fathers 62 Meet me for coffee 67 Silver spoon 68 Fusebox 70 Organic 71 Stubble 72 Too little 73 Tourists 74 Fracture 75 Dead language 77 Sea swimmer after heart surgery 78 I never hit her 79 Old woman 82 Jamie’s red yo-yo 83 In time 84 Sleepless Lough Gara 89 There was no funeral 90 Pact 91 Carraroe runaway 92 A skyful of kites 93 Snowbird 94 Watch 95 Regular 96 Morning radio 97 Fog 98 The stranger 99 One last beat 106 My house 107
Notes on poems 108 Acknowledgements 110 About the Author 113
Utterly delighted to receive this in the post the last day! As I read I dog-eared favourite poems, same as I always find Jessamine has done in poetry books she has lent me; favourites were Backcarrier, Notice, Harbour, This lake swallows men, Taidgh, Scan, Meet me for coffee, Dead language and The stranger. Notice and Taidgh in particular gave me chills down my spine & I have fond memories of reading Dead language with Jess at a poetry reading, doing the English and Irish parts in tandem. Really was a pleasure to read this; I think in particular when I read When I grow up, I remembered one of the first times I heard Jess read her poetry aloud and how struck I was by it. It is so conduicive to being performed, but to being read too. The poems just flow really well within the book and the care that was put into creating it is so evident. Gorgeous illustrations by Helen Chantrell really complement the writing, too. Just overall beautiful.