Gabháil Syrinx

by Aifric Mac Aodha

Seo againn an chéad chnuasach le file nua agus is maith a thuilleann sé an moladh atá á fháil aige. Tá sin á thabhairt dó ar dtús san aiste tuisceanach réamhráidh atá ag Caoimhín Mac Giolla Léith leis an leabhar. Is seod é an cnuasach, seod fuinte achomair. Is gleoite an fheidhm a bhaineann an t-údar as miotas na seanré clasaicí agus as traidisiún ár léinn féin. Nuair atá stádas na sean-Ghaeilge faoi bhagairt is ábhar misnigh dúinn go léir go mbeadh file óg ag fáil inspioráide as na toibreacha ársa atá i mbaol a ndíscithe i ré seo an abharachais. Tá an dearadh agus an ceangal go snasta, ach tá an cló chomh mion sin gur deacair é a léamh.

Here we find the loss of family explored with some deeply felt meditations on the deaths of a much-loved father and mother. In Réalta Mac Aodha remembers: “Her father told her that a star fell / From the sky above into an urn / She had arranged on the window ledge. / Even today, she will not take the lid off / In case it might escape her.” Once again the language is lucid, clear as water from a well, but carries such an emotional charge that the reader cannot but be moved. It is a theme that Mac Aodha approaches again, full of humanity, in the series of poems Seachtar Dílleachta íin which a bereaved sibling talks to those who share her grief.

46 pages, Paperback

First published January 1, 2010