Forty-eight Fragments

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Imelda Maguire is one of my favourite poets.  She writes eloquently about themes which are, all at once, local, personal and universal.  There is a humanity in Maguire’s poetry whose themes range from family to nature to spirituality and transcendence.  Across all three collections I am particularly taken with her poems about her late parents. In Sundays, for example, she recalls:

[…] my father’s Sundays, / I see him in his / black leather chair, / after the football / or hurling is done, / with his music on: / hands waving  / in the air, as he conducts.

Imelda Maguire never strays into the trap of nostalgia. She  conjures up the past in a Proustian fashion,  and achieves this by capturing the sights, smells and sounds associated with memories. I wholeheartedly commend this beautiful collection of 48 Fragments to you.

(From the Introduction by Eoin Devereux, writer.)


Imelda Maguire was born in Kildare, grew up in Limerick, and now lives in Co. Donegal. She has read widely at festivals and readings throughout Ireland, and has also been published in a number of journals, nationally and internationally. Her first collection, Shout If You Want Me to Sing, was published in 2004, by Summer Palace Press. Her second, Serendipity, was published by Revival Press in 2015. This is her third poetry collection.


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