Ms Moloney Poetry quotes and themes 2023 Meehan Poem Buying Winkles Cora AunMe Quotes Spare me sixpence I’d dash from the ghosts on the stairs where the bulb had blown Moon was in the strip of sky between the tall houses The winkles would be wet and glistening blue like little night skies themselves A pram loaded I’d see light in golden mirrors I envied each soul in the hot interior The sweetest extra winkle that brought the sea to me I’d bear the newspaper twists bulging fat with winkles proudly home like torches Themes Poverty Childhood R.O.W (role of women) Staring death down with a bottle of morphine in one hand and a bottle of Jameson in the other Her hair grew back after chemo thick and curly as when she was a girl Old skin, bag of bones Resilience Childhood (R.O.F) Role of family R.O.W Poverty They are sewing red sequins the women to the hem of her white satin dress Sequins red as berries The light of those stars only reaching me now In cracks and crannies The coinage the sudden glamour of an emigrant soul The exact moment I became a poet Rapping the duster on the easel’s peg half obscured by a cloud of chalk That those words end up robbed the labour of its dignity Getting sewn up the way my granny dewed the sage and onion stuffing in the birds Words could pluck you leave you naked your lovely shiny feathers all gone R.O.W Power of words Poverty Ms Moloney My Father Perceived as a vision of St. Francis Poetry quotes and themes 2023 Bottles chinked on the doorstep the first bus pulled up to the stop, the rest of the house slept The first frost whitened the slates of the estate He was older than I had reckoned his hair completely silver Nature P.O.F Age The garden was pandemonium when my father threw up his hands and tossed the crumbs to the air He was suddenly radiant a perfect vision of St. Francis made whole made young again in a Finglas garden Prayer for the Children Of Longing Still rich with the sap of the forest Grant us the forest’s silence The snow’s breathless quiet The scream the siren the knock on the door In that silence let us catch the breath of the children of longing The streets that couldn’t shelter them that spellbound them in alleyway’s Here at the heart of winter Here at the heart of the city Them Ducks Died for Time slides slowly down the sash window Ireland The green is a great lung And once made mirror to smoke and fire Licked the wounds of history We’ll salute the stretcher bearer the nurse in white the ones who pick up the pieces Fragile as a breath mark on the windowpane Poverty Society AddicMon War Remembrance Nature Society Ms Moloney Poetry quotes and themes 2023 Kavanagh Poem Inniskeen road July evening Quotes There’s a dance in Billy Brennan’s barn tonight Wink and elbow language of delight No shadow thrown that might turn out a man or women I have what every poet hates in spite Of all the solemn talk of contemplation I am king of banks and stones and every blooming thing My black hills have never seen the sun rising Eternally they look north towards Armagh Black hills that are happy when drawn whitens glassdrummond chapel They are my alps and I have climbed the Matterhorn with a sheaf of hay for three perishing calves The sleety winds fondle the rushy beards of shancoduff A poet? Then by heavens he must be poor I hear and is my heart not badly shaken Themes Role of poet Feeling of missing out Self-worth Epic I have lived in important places, times when great events were decided I heard the Duffy’s shouting damn your soul and old mc Cabe stripped to the waist That was the year of the Munich bother I made the Iiad from such a local row gods make their own importance Ordinary to extraordinary Heroic deeds and events On raglan road That her dark hair would weave a share that I might one day be Of the deep ravine where can be seen the worth of passions pledge On a quiet street where the old ghosts meet I see her walking now Away from me so hurriedly Love Role of poet Regret The Hospital A year ago I fell in love with the functional ward of chest hospital Ordinary to extraordinary Shancoduff Places and dwellings Nature Human connecMon to earth Ms Moloney Poetry quotes and themes 2023 An art lovers woe The common and banal her heat can know This is what love does to things: rialto bridge the main gate that was bent by a heavy lorry Naming these things is the love act and its pledge Snatch out of time the passionate transitory Lines wriZen on a seat on the grand canal O commemorate me where there is water So stilly greeny at the heart of summer Where by a lock of niagarously roars The falls for those who sit in the tremendous silence A swan goes by head low with many apologies Role of poet Remembrance O commemorate me with no hero courageous Tomb just a canal bank seat for the passer-by From Great Hunger Clay is the word and clay is the flesh Is there some light of imagination in these wet clods Or why do we stand here shivering The drills slipped by and the days slipped by His dream changes like the cloud-Swung wind The fools of life bleed if they climb over Be easy October, no cackle hen, horse, neigh, tree sough, duck quack IsolaMon Role of poet Religion Rural life DeprivaMon Ms Moloney Poetry quotes and themes 2023 Yeats Poem The stares nest by my window Quotes My wall is loosening We are closed in and the key is turned On our uncertainty somewhere Come build in the empty house of the stare We had fed the heart on fantasies The heart’s grown brutal from the fare. Themes War Hope Nature Sailing to Byzantium That is no country for old men Dying generations Commend Whatever is begotten, born, and dies All neglect monuments of unageing intellect An aged man is but a paltry thing Wish to escape Age Idea of perfecMon Nature and value of art and song A tattered coat upon a stick unless soul Monuments of its own magnificence The holy city of Byzantium O sages standing in god’s holy fire Consume my heart away: sick with desire Fastened to a dying animal Gather me into the artifice of eternity Form as Grecian goldsmiths make Of hammered gold and gold enamelling Or set upon a golden bough to sing Of what is past, passing or to come. Easter 1916 Vivid faces Polite meaningless words Motley is worn All changed, changed utterly A terrible beauty is born That women’s Until her voice grew shrill This man He might have fame in the end A drunken In the casual comedy A terrible beauty is born Hearts with one purpose alone The horse The rider Rising ChrisMan symbolism of easter. Sacrifice Ms Moloney Poetry quotes and themes 2023 Was it needless death after all To know they dreamed and are dead Are changed, changed utterly A terrible beauty is born The wild swans at Coole September 1913 Woodland path Under the October twilight the water Mirrors a still sky All’s changed Trod with lighter thread Their hearts have not grown old Passion or conquest wander where they will Attend upon them still Delight men’s eyes when I awake some day To find they have flown away Add the halfpence to the pence To pray and save Yet they were of a different kind The names that stilled your childish play They have gone about the world like wind Was it for this the Age ReflecMon Nature Irish idenMty Contrast between penny pinching middle class who are dominated by religion and the naMonalist heroes of the past. They weighed so lightly what they gave But let them be they’re dead and gone They’re with O’Leary in the grave Lake isle of Innisfree I will arise and go now and go to Innisfree peace Dropping from the veils of the morning to where the cricket sings There midnight’s all a glimmer and noon a purple glow While I stand on the roadway or on the pavements grey I hear it in the deep hearts core Nature Peace Longing Escape to ideal world Ms Moloney Poetry quotes and themes 2023 Bishop Poem The Fish Quotes Tremendous fish He didn’t fight He hadn’t fought at all He hung a grunting weight battered and venerable and homely Themes Resilience Self-Worth Freedom He was speckled with barnacles fine rosettes of lime and infested That can cut so badly I thought of the coarse white flesh packed in like feathers Hung five old pieces of fish-line The Prodigal QuesMons of travel Like medals with their ribbons frayed and wavering A five-haired beard of wisdom trailing from his aching jaw Until everything was rainbow, rainbow, rainbow And I let the fish go The brown enormous odor he lived by was too close Glass smooth dung The pig’s eyes followed him, a cheerful stareEven to the sow that had always ate her young Family Self-wroth AddicMon He hid the pints behind a two-by-four And then he thought he almost might endure his exile yet another year or more Safe and companionable as in the ark The lantern like the sun going away He felt the bats’ uncertain staggering flight But it took him a long time finally to make his mind up to go home The crowded streams Family/ idea of home For if those streaks, those mile-long, shiny, Travel tearstains aren’t waterfalls yet Should we have stayed at home and thought of here? Oh must we dream our dreams and have them too? But surely it would have been a pity not to Ms Moloney SesMna First Death in Nova ScoMa Filling staMon Poetry quotes and themes 2023 have seen the trees along this road A sudden golden silence in which the traveller takes a notebook writes: Is it lack of imagination that makes us come To imagined places, not just stay at home And here or there... no should we have stayed home wherever that may be The old grandmother sits in the kitchen with the child Were both foretold by the almanac but only known to the grandmother The clever almanac And her teacup full of dark brown tears With crayons the child always draws a rigid house Puts in a man with buttons like tears The little moons fall down like tears from between the pages of the almanac Time to plant tears says the almanac And the child draws another inscrutable house In the cold, cold parlour Since uncle Arthur fired a bullet into him he hadn’t said a word Come and say goodbye to your little cousin Arthur I was lifted up and given one lily of the valley A little frosted cake Jack frost had started to paint him And left him white forever The smallest page at court His eyes shut up so tight Oh but it is dirty That cuts him under the arms Impregnated wickerwork A dirty dog quite comfy Comic books Why oh why the doily? Somebody embroidered the doily Somebody loves us all Family Childhood Innocence Trauma Death Family Death Innocence Childhood Family Idea of home Someone loves us all Ms Moloney Poetry quotes and themes 2023 Dickinson Poem Hope Is the Thing with Feathers There’s a certain slant of light Quotes Hope is the thing with feathers That perches in the soul And sings the tune without the words And never stops at all In the gale Be the storm That kept so many warm Chillest land Strangest sea It asked a crumb of me There’s a certain slant of light Cathedral tunes But internal difference Sent us of the air Themes Hope Mental Illness Mental Illness Death Despair On the look of death I felt a funeral in my brain I felt a funeral in my brain Kept treading treading till it seemed Kept beating beating till I thought My mind was going numb And creak across my soul As all the heavens were a bell And I dropped down and down Mental Illness- madness, uncertainty Death I heard a fly buzz when I died I heard a fly buzz when I died The stillness in the room Was like the stillness in the air Had wrung them dry Mental Illness Religion Death I willed my keepsakes Uncertain stumbling buzz I could not see to see The soul has bandaged moments The soul has bandaged moments She feels some ghastly fright come up And stop to look at her Sip goblin from the very lips The lover-hovered-oer She dances like a bomb, abroad As do the bee- delirious borne Fly represents human decay and corrupMon of body Mental illness- depression Fragile soul Suffering and torment Ms Moloney Poetry quotes and themes 2023 Long dungeoned from his rose With shackles on the plumed feet And staples in the song These are not brayed of tongue I could bring you jewels had I mind to I could bring you jewels had I mind to But you have enough of those Berries of the Bahamas have I But this little blaze Flickering to itself in the meadow Suits me more than those Never a fellow matched this topaz And his emerald swing I taste a liquor never I taste a liquor never brewed Not all the brewed vats upon the rhine Yield such a alcohol Inebriate of air am I I taste a liquor never brewed And debauchee of dew When butterflies-renounce this drams I shall but drink the more Till seraphs wing their snowy hats And saints to windows run Love friendship Simple things Happiness Rebelliousness Drunken intoxicaMon and indulgence As a women she had to be restrained and adhere to social rules. Everything this poem isn’t doing.
