The Magpie and the Child
The Magpie and the Child tells a story of great loss, love, and learning. The volume starts from the days before the poetic journey, in a sort of pre-exploration of events before they were events, moving to and through the death of her child Emily at almost eleven years old from an unsuspected heart condition. The poems speak, lament, and sing among the metaphors and religious resonances that such mourning must inspire. The thieving magpie of the prefatory title poem pecks at its own image in the glass while the poet daubs the hope of intervening blood on the “trembling lintel of faith.” The volume is filled with self-examination, suffering, remembered conversations with the living child, and very real ones with the dead, each of which record the steps of the emotional journey. The second half of The Magpie and the Child is an extended sequence taking the form of a fragmented diary, one that captures the pain of loss in a skeptical age yet insists on the ritual compensation of belief. In the rigors of its form, the depth of its despair, and the necessary belief in the meaning of its artistic act, Clutterbuck’s poetry carefully and beautifully maintains this very delicate balance.
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The Magpie and the Child
The Magpie and the Child tells a story of great loss, love, and learning. The volume starts from the days before the poetic journey, in a sort of pre-exploration of events before they were events, moving to and through the death of her child Emily at almost eleven years old from an unsuspected heart condition. The poems speak, lament, and sing among the metaphors and religious resonances that such mourning must inspire. The thieving magpie of the prefatory title poem pecks at its own image in the glass while the poet daubs the hope of intervening blood on the “trembling lintel of faith.” The volume is filled with self-examination, suffering, remembered conversations with the living child, and very real ones with the dead, each of which record the steps of the emotional journey. The second half of The Magpie and the Child is an extended sequence taking the form of a fragmented diary, one that captures the pain of loss in a skeptical age yet insists on the ritual compensation of belief. In the rigors of its form, the depth of its despair, and the necessary belief in the meaning of its artistic act, Clutterbuck’s poetry carefully and beautifully maintains this very delicate balance.
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The Magpie and the Child

The Magpie and the Child

by Catriona Clutterbuck
The Magpie and the Child

The Magpie and the Child

by Catriona Clutterbuck

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The Magpie and the Child tells a story of great loss, love, and learning. The volume starts from the days before the poetic journey, in a sort of pre-exploration of events before they were events, moving to and through the death of her child Emily at almost eleven years old from an unsuspected heart condition. The poems speak, lament, and sing among the metaphors and religious resonances that such mourning must inspire. The thieving magpie of the prefatory title poem pecks at its own image in the glass while the poet daubs the hope of intervening blood on the “trembling lintel of faith.” The volume is filled with self-examination, suffering, remembered conversations with the living child, and very real ones with the dead, each of which record the steps of the emotional journey. The second half of The Magpie and the Child is an extended sequence taking the form of a fragmented diary, one that captures the pain of loss in a skeptical age yet insists on the ritual compensation of belief. In the rigors of its form, the depth of its despair, and the necessary belief in the meaning of its artistic act, Clutterbuck’s poetry carefully and beautifully maintains this very delicate balance.

Product Details

ISBN-13: 9781930630956
Publisher: Wake Forest University Press
Publication date: 03/01/2021
Pages: 112
Product dimensions: 6.00(w) x 9.00(h) x 0.40(d)

About the Author

Born in 1964, Catriona Clutterbuck grew up in a farming family in County Tipperary, close to the area where she now lives. She worked as a primary school teacher from the mid-1980s to the early ’90s, before completing postgraduate studies in the University of Oxford. Her poems have been published in Boyne Berries; Crannóg; Cyphers; Oxford Poetry; Poetry Ireland Review;Staying Human: New Poems for Staying Alive (edited by Neil Astley, Bloodaxe, 2020); The Blue Nib;The Honest Ulsterman; Oxford Poets 2007: An Anthology (edited by David Constantine and Bernard O’Donoghue, Carcanet, 2007); The Kilkenny Anthology (edited by MacDara Woods, 1991); The May Anthology of Oxford and Cambridge Poetry (edited by Seamus Heaney, 1993); The Steeple; Windows Authors and Artist Introductions Series (edited by Heather Brett, 1994); and elsewhere. Her chapbook, Ghosts in my Heels (South Tipperary Arts Centre and Start magazine), was published in 2005. She was the winner of the 1995 Richard Ellmann Prize (in association with Oxford Poetry) and her work was selected for Poetry Ireland Introductions Readings in 2006. She teaches Irish literature at University College Dublin.

Table of Contents

The Magpie and the Child 11

Part 1 The Dry Mouth

The Dry Mouth 15

Slievenamon 16

Dorset 17

The Pond Field 18

First Firelights 19

Exposure 21

Blood Lines 22

In the Emergency 23

Writing My Initials 24

Rib 26

Martha Blake Reprieved 27

Queens of the May 28

The Break-Up 29

Carved Head at Jerpoint 30

Kilcooley 31

Passing On the Faith 33

Cinders 35

Evictions 36

Autumn Equinox 38

Solstices 39

Spring Equinox 40

My Father Making Shapes for his Grown Children, Visiting 41

Elegy at Pentecost 42

Engagement Walk, Summer 1999 45

October 46

Miscarriage 47

The Obstetrician's Waiting Room 48

Thirty-Five Weeks 49

Salmon 50

Late Pregnancy 51

The Stolen Boat 52

Hunger 54

The Prism 55

Woman Commuting 56

The Return 57

Daughter at Dawn 59

Trompe L'Oeil 60

At the Site of Bowen's Court 61

Menopause 62

Part 2 Threnodies for Emily

"White light exploding thin line over the world…" 65

"crossing and cutting…" 65

"I stare hard at the space you stood by…" 65

"The mirror on the landing is full to the brim…" 66

"We three once swayed in harness in the company of traffic…" 66

"Car swishing down the road…" 67

"I've barely begun to touch this…" 67

"Dandelion fluff seeding past me in the air…" 68

"Water beetles twirl over the meniscus…" 68

"The meter-man…" 69

"This afternoon, I lay in the garden…" 69

"Rollers. Unstable cliffs…" 69

"The reverberating echo…" 70

"First day back at school and already I have missed…'" 70

"Our parenthood…" 71

"How strange to leave a message about you…" 71

"Panic-aching upsurge of desire…" 71

"When I used wake her on snowy days…" 72

"My coin of good hope traveling brightly around…" 73

"In this, the longest night of the year in which she died…" 73

"'How does it feel?'" 74

"Last year I took her with me…" 74

"The garland of green water-bottle tops…" 75

"Bathroom" 75

"I am holding my breath during these days…" 76

"I shiver at the thought of one year ago…" 76

"The sun is glowing inside its own shroud…" 77

"We are gestating…" 77

"Poll na Brón-its capstone's massive slant…" 77

"Rock bottom…" 78

"On Stonehaven Beach…" 78

"My mother recalls out of the blue…" 78

"A burning evening sun…" 79

"Our friend has dreamt…" 79

"Unhome again-more and more…" 80

"When Ceres lost her daughter…" 80

"'How is it now?'" 81

"Ours is the parish lintel…" 81

"Tethered and empty…" 82

"When I try to borrow back…" 83

"It is as though we have been distracted…" 83

"In my dream it is the day of the summer holidays…" 84

"Low sunlight through the church windows…" 84

"How do I, who can meet you no more in this world…" 84

"I think of walking away from this road…" 85

"To the grave first…" 85

"The life we have lost…" 86

"I was standing at the wave line watching the rip of it…" 87

"This stone…" 87

"She played it for us so many times…" 88

"Beneath Sagrada Familia's…" 89

"'You have great faith'" 89

"We have walked into gathering gloom along the tow path…" 90

"This is a ship of state…" 90

"We are arriving back at the coast where we were very happy…" 91

"In the half-dark of a midsummer's late evening…" 92

"High in the foothills of the Paps…" 92

"I'd always planned one day to tell her…" 93

"When you speak to her…" 93

"Today I sat by your grave and prayed for help…" 93

"You recalibrate us anew…" 94

"Gone through into that so complete…" 95

"Weighed down, I put my foot out…" 95

"I look behind me in the car…" 96

"Driving home in the dark…" 96

"Waking early, to see the reflection…" 96

"Her essence can no more be…" 97

"You do not speak as the shadow bars…" 97

"Our daughter was guided by an unseen hand…" 97

"You're a paraglider who'll never now come down…" 98

"We're still here…" 98

"Her uncle plants an oak tree…" 98

"I step out of the car from Dublin…" 99

"It takes five hundred changes to make a peal…" 100

"Today I think her face is in the trees…" 101

"She has sped so far ahead by now" 101

"Bending to the sandpit…" 102

"You're re-absorbed to that place beyond me…" 102

"Folding our fairy lights into storage…" 103

"Holy is the bed they rolled your body on" 105

"Our neighbors' hands…" 105

"Black, sweet night…" 105

Her Dawn 107

Notes 108

Acknowledgments 111

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