Monday, 30 September 2013
Lucia, troubled..... misunderstood?
A link below to an excellent series of articles on Joyce's troubled daughter Lucia
https://twitter.com/keithfrankish/status/384410318975541248
https://twitter.com/keithfrankish/status/384410318975541248
Joyce and The Importance of being Earnest!
https://twitter.com/dftwaterfall/status/384433280168509440
Joyce and "The Importance of Being Earnest"! Follow link above
Joyce and "The Importance of Being Earnest"! Follow link above
Tuesday, 24 September 2013
The Poem "James Joyce's Death-mask" by Brendan Kennelly
James Joyce's Death-mask by Brendan Kennelly
He, in this death-mask, warms the vision like a joy,
For whom the cold of exile was the only place
Where home was art's acropolis; now, passions stem
From fretted skin, the hollow landscape of his face.
For whom the cold of exile was the only place
Where home was art's acropolis; now, passions stem
From fretted skin, the hollow landscape of his face.
Eyeing this mask, I see him bending to life's work,
Some prodigal son who scorned, from love, to claim
A fatted calf, but irrevocably estranged,
Strode lonely down the bright meridians of fame.
Some prodigal son who scorned, from love, to claim
A fatted calf, but irrevocably estranged,
Strode lonely down the bright meridians of fame.
Inert, the poem-troubled skin squats round the eyes,
Limp hair, white spike of light that strikes the fervent lips
Which opened once to utter sung whisperings; now,
Harsh yearnings hurt wilfully and cold wind rips.
Limp hair, white spike of light that strikes the fervent lips
Which opened once to utter sung whisperings; now,
Harsh yearnings hurt wilfully and cold wind rips.
Away, outside, he sees from his total prison,
The bone-bright life of things that grows remote and dim,
A ring of Being, glinting like sunlit water,
Spurting through stoney clouds, outside, away from him.
The bone-bright life of things that grows remote and dim,
A ring of Being, glinting like sunlit water,
Spurting through stoney clouds, outside, away from him.
And yet those eyes knew life's repeated thunder once.
Tumult of images, city roaring and blind.
Leaped wild through his head with a hard, choking wonder.
Stumbling to expression in dark streets of his mind.
Tumult of images, city roaring and blind.
Leaped wild through his head with a hard, choking wonder.
Stumbling to expression in dark streets of his mind.
His life-work finished and Ireland still blown by the
Wet winds of fear, his death-face has its own life yet;
Some simple no music, birdsong, nor branches
Breaking with full flowers can equal, or we forget.
Wet winds of fear, his death-face has its own life yet;
Some simple no music, birdsong, nor branches
Breaking with full flowers can equal, or we forget.
Wednesday, 18 September 2013
Michael J. Noonan R.I.P
The Sean Wall Committee are sad to record the death of our
friend and colleague Mr. Michael J. Noonan. Those of us privileged to work with
Michael over the years saw at first hand his outstanding commitment to the
service of his community. Michael was
Secretary of the main Sean Wall Committee, The Sean Wall Memorial Committee, Sean Wall Restoration Co. Ltd and Bruff
Housing Co. Ltd. Michael was also a most
enthusiastic member of the Bloomsday in Bruff Committee.
The saving and restoration of the Old RIC Barracks and the
beautiful restoration of The Church of Ireland are two fine examples of his legacy to the
community in Bruff. The construction of five housing units at the rear of the
barracks are also a result of his energy and commitment. His work with the Sean
Wall Memorial Committee ensured that due respect was accorded in our community, every Easter, to those who
fought and died in our fight for freedom; likewise an annual ceremony at the
republican plot in Grange.
Michael was one of the original committees members that
established what is now the fine GAA Sports Ground in Bruff. He worked
tirelessly to support the work of
Margaret Shaughnessy at Foynes Flying Boat Museum. He was a director of
Ballyhoura Community Development Co. Ltd and a Director of Carebright Company,
working for care in the community.
Michael had a
longstanding working relationship with his great friend of many years Mr.
Dennis Barrett, Chairman of The Sean Wall Committee. Dennis
said “ Michael was great man, with a
commitment to his community that was unparalled. I have been privileged to be
his friend for many years, to see at close hand his work. I shall miss his
company and friendship with a great sadness”
We who worked closely with him, were very aware of the many
kind and compassionate deeds, performed quietly and privately for those who
sought his help. Until relatively recently we were also in awe of his energy
and determination, to see a project through, to attend all meetings of the
various committees.
Donal Thurlow PRO for the Sean Wall Committee said “Michael
adopted the technology of the mobile phone with enthusiasm, and was an avid
texter! He would ask you to see to a certain task. He would phone the next
day.....to see how you were... and to
check that you had completed the task. If you had not he would follow up your
progress with a relentess energy; you soon learnt that it was easier to see to
Michael’s tasks promptly! It has been a daunting task to cover for Michael in
recent months as Acting Secretary. I have become more aware than ever of the amount
of work he got through. Michael was a compassionate man of great integrity; we
were privileged to have him as a colleague and as a friend.
Donal Thurlow
PRO Sean Wall Committee
Monday, 16 September 2013
Saturday, 7 September 2013
Centenary of publication of Dubliners next year !
Dubliners is a collection of 15 short stories by James Joyce, first published in 1914. They form a naturalistic depiction of Irish middle class life in and around Dublin in the early years of the 20th century.
The stories were written when Irish nationalism was at its peak, and a search for a national identity and purpose was raging; at a crossroads of history and culture, Ireland was jolted by various converging ideas and influences. They centre on Joyce's idea of an epiphany: a moment where a character experiences self-understanding or illumination. Many of the characters in Dubliners later appear in minor roles in Joyce's novel Ulysses.[1] The initial stories in the collection are narrated by child protagonists, and as the stories continue, they deal with the lives and concerns of progressively older people. This is in line with Joyce's tripartite division of the collection into childhood, adolescence and maturity.
January 2014!
Exciting and innovative Joycean event in Limerick City and Bruff, Co. Limerick in first week in January 2014. Watch this space for further news..... there will be a very restricted number of tickets (due to nature of event )
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