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Patrick Moran in Southword Journal

Paddy Moran was born in Templetuohy, County Tipperary, where he still lives. He works as a post-primary teacher. He has won the Gerard Manley Hopkins Poetry Prize; he has also been a winner at Listowel Writers’ Week and the 2008 Éist Poetry Competition. In 1990, he was shortlisted for the Hennessy/Sunday Tribune Poetry Award. His poems have appeared widely in the major Irish outlets: Poetry Ireland Review, The Irish Times, Cyphers, The Honest Ulsterman, Cork Literary Review, THE SHOp, Irish Pages and The Stinging Fly. Patrick Moran has published two collections of poetry: The Stubble Fields (Dedalus Press 2001) and Green (Salmon Poetry 2008).


 

 

 

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Beats

The God Catch

 

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Beats

 

Whatever the origins,

this need to fuse and generate,

 

this straining for delivery

is so ingrained in my being

 

that even you, so practised

at reading my inner weather,

 

sometimes must find it hard to tell

whether these fingers pressing

 

into your yielding flesh

are harbingers of love-making

 

or are merely marking beats

for word-spurts, furtive eureka.

 

 

 

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The God Catch

 

 

The numbers attending church

are steadily declining.

 

But, you counter, consider

the flocking into bars;

 

look at the bottle banks

filling with shoals of glass.

 

Isn’t it the same difference?

Every drop as fervently drained!..

 

Think of the hours waiting,

as another drink subsides,

 

for an intimation:

that moment when doubts and frets

 

relent, and spirit-ailing

shimmers into healing.

 

Think of how faith is tested

in the small hours: when crouched

 

over a toilet bowl,

you feel the night’s openings

 

narrowing. And nothing

answering but a bird’s shrilling,

 

some beast’s alien lowing

from a shed or meadow.

 

 

 

©2012 Paddy Moran

 

 

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Green (including poem & review) on the Salmon Publishing website

Video of Moran reading at the White House, Limerick

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