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Hands

Moya Cannon

Hands by Moya Cannon
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ISBN: 978 1 847771 42 1
Categories: 21st Century, Irish, Women
Imprint: Carcanet Poetry
Published: November 2011
216 x 135 x 5 mm
64 pages
Publisher: Carcanet Press
Also available in: eBook (EPUB), eBook (Kindle)
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  • A high corner of the apple tree shakes
    as a thrush pecks and pecks at one of the last apples.
    The sun slants onto the thrush and the apple
    which has a crater in it.

    This is what apples are for,
    to be turned into song.
    'Crater'




    In Moya Cannon's new collection, Hands, the commonplace is transfigured by an attentiveness that jolts us into wonder.

    The poems sing of deep connections: the impulse to ritual and pattern that, across centuries, defines us as human; a web of interdependences that sustain the 'gratuitous beauty' of the planet. Hands travels in time and space, mapping journeys we make as ageing, illness, and the deaths of parents shift our responses to our place in the fabric of the world, where we live in the grace of love and sunlight.
    Soundpost
    Reed-Making
    Driving back over the Blue Ridge,
    Openings
    Still Life
    All this green day
    Only the shadows
    October
    Val de Luz
    Farrera Light
    No Good Reason
    Hands
    Orchids
    Yesterday I was listening on the iPod
    Parisii
    Little Skellig
    Sea Urchins
    The Fertile Rock
    Lady Gregory at Cill Ghobnait
    Nausts
    Eliza Murphy
    Crater
    The Magician’s Tale
    In the Underground Car Park
    Brought to Book
    Loch
    ‘We Are What We Eat.’
    Alma,
    I thought
    Two Doors
    Green Cities
    Swans at Nimmo’s Pier
    The Washing
    The Train
    Halloween Windfalls
    Death,
    The Red Tree
    Hedgehog
    RNA
    Consider the Cocosphere
    Blue Saxophones
    The Important Dead
    In the Lava Pipe
    The white cyclamen
    Flowers at Loughcrew
    Apples and Fire
    Harmonic Vases
    He looks so carefully
    Midday at Stockholm Airport
    Night Road in the Mountains
    Moya Cannon is originally from Co. Donegal, she has spent most ofher adult life in Galway and now lives in Dublin. She has represented Ireland at many international festivals and conferences, in Japan, India, the US and many European and South American countries. Her work has been widely translated. She studied ... read more
    'In this new collection, Moya Cannon, through intent attention to light and sound and the natural materials that produce them, touches the very principle of life itself. Hands is a profoundly moving set of meditations on what it means to be alive, physically and emotionally.'
    Bernard O'Donoghue
    Praise for Moya Cannon 'These wonderful poems lay down not just a landscape and a history, but a music which is all their own, through which the reader can enter a unique dialogue between elegy and celebration.'
    Eavan Boland
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