Apr 23, 2010

Olive Broderick, Emerging Irish Poet

Downpatrick-based Olive Broderick won the Emerging Poetry category at the 2010 Hennessy Literary Awards for her poems Market Forces and Misconception. Next time someone quotes Yeats to you, respond with a little contemporary Irish poetry (and enjoy being a big showoff!)

Market Forces

Tonight, love, the moon is big over Drake's Pool
and the wood on the far bank is clearly defined
in shadow. The air is so clear that I can hear
the faint 'ching, ching, ching' of the breeze against
the masts of the yachts that are moored there.
There is too much sweetness about all this.
Tomorrow everything will be as normal.
All of that has been organised already.
The school run, the groceries, the monthly
payments
- all confidently sorted. Nothing to do now
but figure out how best to tell the children.
When I get home, I imagine, we will talk
'til well past midnight, trying to read between
the lines of a far-off dissertation; and how
the turn of a page can have such disastrous
consequences. But still, hearing in our minds
the voices of our parents, repeat assurances
of how this might well bring something better.
And in the small hours glad to have each other,
whispering, where will we be this time next year?

Misconception

This is a poem about a moon
that was visible one clear day
in December: three quarters visible
buttermilk against delphinium -
as framed in a pane of this window:
and a sequence of airplanes
with short contrails, swimming
through the blue, in its direction,
particularly the first seemed sure
to merge with the stationary orb –
but missed it by what looked like
little more that a millimetre.

"The faint 'ching, ching, ching' of the breeze against the masts of the yachts that are moored there. There is too much sweetness about all this." Sigh. "Buttermilk against delphinium." Exhale.
Now
I'm ready for the weekend.

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