Michael Coady reads his poem “Though There Are Torturers” in the UCD Special Collections Reading Room. Part of the Irish Poetry Reading Archive.
Though There Are Torturers
Though there are torturers in the world There are also musicians. Though, at this moment, Men are screaming in prisons, There are jazzmen raising storms Of sensuous celebration, And orchestras releasing Glories of the Spirit.
Though the image of God Is everywhere defiled, A man in West Clare Is playing the concertina, The Sistine Choir is levitating Under the dome of St. Peter’s, And a drunk man on the road Is singing, for no reason.
Copyright Michael Coady. The poem is included in Vox Populi for educational purposes only.
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Michael Coady (born 1939) is an Irish poet, short story writer, local historian, photographer, genealogist, journalist and “a lapsed trombone player” (his own description), born in Carrick-on-Suir, CountyTipperary, Ireland, where he continues to live. His awards include The PatrickKavanagh Poetry Award in 1979, the Lawrence O’Shaughnessy Award in 2004 and he was a prizewinner in the Francis MacManus competition for short stories in 1987 and 1993. His work is noted for its celebration of place, particularly his home town and the people who live there. It has also been praised for its compassion and for its successful fusion of literary language with the reported demotic of his community. Coady has mined poetic gold from the small, intimate, urban community (surrounded by rural countryside) to which he belongs. His poetry collections are published by Gallery Press and include Two for a Woman, Three for a Man; Oven Lane; All Souls; One Another; and Going by Water. (Adapted from Wikimedia).
I’m going to memorize this one.❤️
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I’ve always thought that the test of a great poem is whether it sticks with me.
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Please let me know if you need to reschedule.
So much what I need this morning.
I will throw in with the drunk man singing at the end
Thank you, Sean.
Yes, a treasure, that man…
Michael Coady is one of the truly great living Irish poets. He has long been a friend of the Carlow MFA program, participating in the university’s Irish residencies for a number of years. More Americans should be aware of him and read his poems! Thanks for bringing him and his work to a wider audience.
Thanks, Celeste. I agree. Michael Coady is a living treasure.