Words, Knots and Lines, published by Púca Press in 3 languages, Irish, English and German
One of the entries in the above book is a poem titled Knots. The author is Maria Ní Mhurchú. The linking of the knots shown in the Book of Kells and the state of knots in which we find the state of Ireland today is very clever. Have a read yourself.
Knots by Maria Ní Murchú
When I flick through the Book of Kells
On the internet
My heart always misses a beat
Stylized, graphic, decorative….
Delicatewly woven by dedicated monks
Prayerful, innocent, beautiful.
No sign of the demon of greed here.
It reminds me of the girl with the golden locks
Dancing a Celtic dance
Her long hair plaited intricately
By deft fingers.
Ireland is tied up in knots today.
Not of a monastic kind….
Thick ropes in a boat knotted together haphazardly
By the careless sailor.
The tug – ready to go under.
Politics, economics, spirituality
The greed of our poor oul’ Celtidc Tiger
Coming back to haunt us
To haunt us – down.
It reminds me of the grey-faced, grey-haired impatient man
Who blatantly hooted at the old lady
As she tried in vain to cross Green Street
To light a candle in the Church
Yes. I do wonder at what the monks might say.
Dear Patrick, sever the knots that bind us today.
Spirit us… artists, poets, musicians
To the land of milk and honey
That we may come back to Hibernia
With a song in our heart!
And a feather in our hand!
Now a change of topic – Update on my stash