Book contents
- Frontmatter
- Dedication
- Contents
- Acknowledgements
- Permissions
- Introduction: ‘Slow Tide on Tide of History’: Poetry by Women in Ireland, 1870–1970
- A Note on the Texts
- Elizabeth Varian (1821–1851–1896)
- Emily Hickey (1845–1881–1924)
- Katharine Tynan (1858–1885–1931)
- Dora Sigerson Shorter (1866–1893–1918)
- Eva Gore-Booth (1870–1898–1926)
- Emily Lawless (1845–1902–1913)
- Susan L. Mitchell (1866–1906–1926)
- Alice Milligan (1866–1908–1953)
- Winifred M. Letts (1881–1913–1972)
- Eileen Shanahan (1901–[1921]–1979)
- Mary Devenport O'Neill (1879–1929–1967)
- Blanaid Salkeld (1880–1933–1959)
- Sheila Wingfield (1906–1938–1992)
- Freda Laughton (1907–1945–?)
- Rhoda Coghill 1903–1948–2000
- Burren, Co. Clare
- In The City
- Incantation In a Green Winter
- Spring Doggerel
- To His Ghost, Seen After Delirium
- A Blind Man Remembers Light Things
- The Mirror
- Dead
- Runaway
- When Yachts Are Racing At Dunmore
- Flight
- Epitaph For a Musician
- Appendix 1: Irish Women Poets 1870–1970
- Appendix 2: Chronology
- Select Bibliography
- Index of Titles and First Lines
In The City
from Rhoda Coghill 1903–1948–2000
- Frontmatter
- Dedication
- Contents
- Acknowledgements
- Permissions
- Introduction: ‘Slow Tide on Tide of History’: Poetry by Women in Ireland, 1870–1970
- A Note on the Texts
- Elizabeth Varian (1821–1851–1896)
- Emily Hickey (1845–1881–1924)
- Katharine Tynan (1858–1885–1931)
- Dora Sigerson Shorter (1866–1893–1918)
- Eva Gore-Booth (1870–1898–1926)
- Emily Lawless (1845–1902–1913)
- Susan L. Mitchell (1866–1906–1926)
- Alice Milligan (1866–1908–1953)
- Winifred M. Letts (1881–1913–1972)
- Eileen Shanahan (1901–[1921]–1979)
- Mary Devenport O'Neill (1879–1929–1967)
- Blanaid Salkeld (1880–1933–1959)
- Sheila Wingfield (1906–1938–1992)
- Freda Laughton (1907–1945–?)
- Rhoda Coghill 1903–1948–2000
- Burren, Co. Clare
- In The City
- Incantation In a Green Winter
- Spring Doggerel
- To His Ghost, Seen After Delirium
- A Blind Man Remembers Light Things
- The Mirror
- Dead
- Runaway
- When Yachts Are Racing At Dunmore
- Flight
- Epitaph For a Musician
- Appendix 1: Irish Women Poets 1870–1970
- Appendix 2: Chronology
- Select Bibliography
- Index of Titles and First Lines
Summary
Gently in the night flows my river, the Liffey.
It is mine by right of love, this river always
Running, since childhood, under my feet, always
Branching along my veins—this river of birds,
Avenue of serene, Ascendancy swans,
Trail of the single gunman cormorant,
Stage of the seagulls’ ballet—those faery visitors
Who cry and perch and fly, blown in the air
Like paper toys.
Tonight there are no birds;
The thickening mist blinds me to all but light.
By day small painted boats, wings
Of coloured parrots, tighten their holding ropes
And lie beside the wall. Pale women
Hurry across the bridges, dawdle at windows,
Treasure their handbags, intent on finding bargains.
Crowds at the rush-hour of a Spring afternoon
Move in the clean patterns of thrown confetti.
But now
In fog the city covers all its candour.
From windowed vehicles the light
Imprints a moving tartan on the water;
And where a street-lamp hangs a luminous triangle,
There, mirrored, a three-sided corresponding
Euclidean figure breaks the river's blackness,
Base to base applied, with lamp-post perpendicular
And tree subtending.
Now
Where are the seabirds? Do they fly
At day's end to the sea, to spend the night
One-legged on rock, in thought?
When, rarely, moves a patch
Of faint illumination on the darkest water,
Then are discovered small waiting forms,
Patiently floating, homeless, through the dark
They do not understand. Silence
Holds them, until daylight.
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- Poetry by Women in IrelandA Critical Anthology 1870–1970, pp. 249 - 250Publisher: Liverpool University PressPrint publication year: 2012