{"id":39789,"date":"2025-08-02T05:31:08","date_gmt":"2025-08-02T05:31:08","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.newsbeep.com\/uk\/39789\/"},"modified":"2025-08-02T05:31:08","modified_gmt":"2025-08-02T05:31:08","slug":"the-fine-art-of-surprise","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.newsbeep.com\/uk\/39789\/","title":{"rendered":"The fine art of surprise"},"content":{"rendered":"<p class=\"\">Bernard O\u2019Donoghue\u2019s latest collection,  The Anchorage, contains a familiar mix of reflections on rural life combined with scholarly references.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p class=\"\">The poem  L\u2019Aiuola, for instance, begins with a quote from Dante before moving into an achingly tender recollection of his schooldays: \u201cIn the morning it was raining, so\/we were sent unwillingly to school\u201d.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p class=\"\">As so often with O\u2019Donoghue, a seemingly simple opening to a poem leaves us unprepared for what\u2019s to come. In this case, later in the day, his father\u2019s hat is seen \u201cframed in the dim glass\/of the classroom half-door, motioning to us\u201d.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p class=\"\">The speaker\u2019s sister, we learn, is about to die and he and his siblings must be brought home. In the poem\u2019s closing lines we are left to contemplate \u201cthe flower garden\/that Theresa had tended all her short life\u201d.<\/p>\n<p class=\"contextmenu internal_BodyRagged\">These poems, while gentle in tone, are acts of remembrance; monuments to people, to communities, to ways of life now passed.<\/p>\n<p class=\"contextmenu internal_BodyRagged\">Even a glance at the list of contents, containing titles such as  Kate\u2019s Magic Egg and  Jim Cronin Recalls his Parting from Denis Hickey, gives a strong indication of what\u2019s in store for the reader.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p class=\"contextmenu internal_BodyRagged\">\n            The act of poetic naming is a tradition that runs deep in Irish literature. It\u2019s a surprisingly difficult skill and O\u2019Donoghue does it better than most.\n        <\/p>\n<p class=\"contextmenu internal_BodyRagged\">\u00a0  Walking the Land is a particularly fine example. The first lines, predictably, set us in the past: \u201cIn the days before the auction of the farm\/the cold March of 1962,\/I led potential buyers through the fields\u201d.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p class=\"contextmenu internal_BodyRagged\">Of course, the speaker doesn\u2019t want to part from these fields that are so much a part of him. Each one must be called upon in turn: \u201cthe Gate Field; Jackson\u2019s; the Western Field;\/the Stone Field\u2026The Cottage Field\u2026The Well Field\u2026and the Furzy Glen\/where we had seen long-eared owls\/winging mystically through the twilight\u201d.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p class=\"contextmenu internal_BodyRagged\">Potential buyers, however, see the land very differently: \u201cnone of these were considerations\/that weighed much with\u2026the men\/who were pondering a bid for our farmland\u201d.<\/p>\n<p class=\"contextmenu internal_BodyRagged\">This sense of something precious being lost pervades the whole collection. Every ghost summoned makes the reality of change more poignant.<\/p>\n<p class=\"contextmenu internal_BodyRagged\">The characters in this collection are portrayed with affection and empathy but their lives are never romanticised; there\u2019s a darkness hidden beneath the surface of many of these poems.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p class=\"contextmenu internal_BodyRagged\">In  Safe Houses, the speaker tells us a straightforward story about visiting a relative in the communal area of a nursing home before closing with the ambiguous lines: \u201cnot grasping what they\u2019ve been exiled from,\/some corner where the serpent cannot reach\u201d.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p><img decoding=\"async\" loading=\"lazy\" src=\"https:\/\/www.newsbeep.com\/uk\/wp-content\/uploads\/2025\/08\/4722350_9_articleinline_The_Anchorage_by_Bernard_O_E2_80_99Donoghue.jpg\" alt=\"\" title=\"\" class=\"card-img\"\/><\/p>\n<p class=\"contextmenu internal_BodyRagged\">\n             The Pulsator, a poem which quietly draws attention to religious and social divides, offers a similarly enigmatic ending.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p class=\"contextmenu internal_BodyRagged\">In this poem \u201cA man called Joyce from Galway\u201d comes to repair the milking machine and has to stay the night.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p class=\"contextmenu internal_BodyRagged\">The following morning, Sunday, he is asked if he wants to get up for Mass: \u201cBut he said that he was Church of Ireland,\/And turned his back.\u201d<\/p>\n<p class=\"contextmenu internal_BodyRagged\">The poems in this collection are almost whispered to us, as if O\u2019Donoghue is afraid that speaking too vehemently, or being too consciously artful, will break the spell they hold over him, and us.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p class=\"contextmenu internal_BodyRagged\">At times, though, a change of tone and pace would be welcome.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p class=\"contextmenu internal_BodyRagged\">In fact, some of the very best poems in the collection come when O\u2019Donoghue strays from his comfort zone.\u00a0<\/p>\n<p class=\"contextmenu internal_BodyRagged\">\n             Unbroken Dreams is a superb, hopeful, meditation on death while  Immortelles, a poem ostensibly about carnations at the end of summer, brilliantly evokes Larkin\u2019s  Love Songs in Age.<\/p>\n<p class=\"contextmenu internal_BodyRagged\">\n             The Anchorage, mostly, offers us the kinds of heartfelt poems that O\u2019Donoghue has built his reputation on. Its very finest moments, however, come when he surprises us.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"Bernard O\u2019Donoghue\u2019s latest collection, The Anchorage, contains a familiar mix of reflections on rural life combined with scholarly&hellip;\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":39790,"comment_status":"","ping_status":"","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[30],"tags":[22990,457,96,22991,56,54,55],"class_list":{"0":"post-39789","1":"post","2":"type-post","3":"status-publish","4":"format-standard","5":"has-post-thumbnail","7":"category-books","8":"tag-books-fiction","9":"tag-books","10":"tag-entertainment","11":"tag-person-bernard-odonoghue","12":"tag-uk","13":"tag-united-kingdom","14":"tag-unitedkingdom"},"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.newsbeep.com\/uk\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/39789","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.newsbeep.com\/uk\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.newsbeep.com\/uk\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.newsbeep.com\/uk\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.newsbeep.com\/uk\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=39789"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/www.newsbeep.com\/uk\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/39789\/revisions"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.newsbeep.com\/uk\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media\/39790"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.newsbeep.com\/uk\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=39789"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.newsbeep.com\/uk\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=39789"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.newsbeep.com\/uk\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=39789"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}