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This third book of poems by Dr Buckley, like the two previous collections, comes from a lifetime of dedicated writing of poetry. The first collection, The Last Irish Romantic, was launched by Gabriel Fitzmourice, the noted poet, at the Listowel literary festival. He described the collection as a striking series of works reminiscent of T. S Eliot and Michael Hartnett. The book was praised by the famous Dublin publisher and poet, Pat Boran, as a “truly distinctive debut volume”, and the noted British poet Bernard O’Donoghue described it as “brilliant”. Dr Buckley’s second collection, Poems from Heartlands, was published recently. It was uniquely innovative in that it contained both printed poems of note, but also hand-written poems woven into distinctive art- work by the author, as in his original notebook sources. These encapsulate a lifetime of poetic and artistic work. The poet’s second collection, the colour edition, received fulsome praise. It has been nominated for numerous awards, including the book of the year, and has won the Pinnacle Book Achievement award, the San Francisco Literary Festival award for Poetry; the Author’s Circle award, the Titan book award and the Firebird book award. This Latest collection, Journeys into Light: New Art Poems, continues that brilliant innovative approach, what the poet calls “new art poetry”. Read it and be blown away by the brilliant and unique poetic quality and striking related art- work by the author.

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Publié par	AuthorHouse UK
Date de parution	06 octobre 2022
Nombre de lectures	0
EAN13	9781665599528
Langue	English
Poids de l'ouvrage	3 Mo

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Journeys into Light
New Art Poems
Dr C A Buckley
Please note that the author has won numerous awards for his poetry: the Pinnacle Book Achievement Award; the Writers Circle Award; the San Francisco Literary Festival book award; the Firebird book award; the Titan book award; the Outstanding Creator award. His previous collection was nominated for book of the year.

© 2022 Dr C A Buckley. All rights reserved.

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ISBN: 978-1-6655-9953-5 (sc)
ISBN: 978-1-6655-9952-8 (e)

Published by AuthorHouse 11/03/2022

CONTENTS
The Hiker
II
The Ongoing Journey of the Dream Hiker
II
The Home of Poetry
II
III
Sense Worlds of a rural Youth
When the Flesh was Young
Aged Care
Vision, a Return to Poetry
Prayer
The Cowslip
Back to Boherbue
Ongoing Journeys of the Dream Hiker
The Buckley Children
Boherbue Melancholy
Boyhood Days in Old Duhallow
A Home of Poetry
Bog Men, Olden Kin
The Old Man recalls the Rambling Houses
Wings out of Darkness
II
The Book of the Dead
Feeling God
Sonnet at Cullen’s Holy Well
Bringing the Cows Home at first Light
Suppers of Light
As He Sees Modern Disorders the Old Man deplores all Man-made Borders
II
The Old Priest Reflects on the War in the Ukraine
In Praise of Good Books
Celebrating the Last Irish Romantic’s Isle
II
The Task of the Aesthete
The Poet Explores a Starry Universe Within (the last frontier?)
The Awakening
Man or Machine
The World and Banksy
Return to Dreaming
The Light of Poetry and Art
The Maturing Poet’s Sees Art’s Dilemmas
The Old Man’s Similes of Humility
The Squirrel
More Poems of a Personal Spiritual Odyssey
Vision
II
Human Rights and Free Speech
Writing is Being
Remembering in Age the Birds of a Country Boy’s Youth
Seeing the World Differently
The Black bird
The Ostrich
I Envy the Slimness of the Wagtail
The King of All Birds
The Penguin of the Soul
Lost Time
Escape to the Wild
The Banksy of Christianity
II
Wise Kindness
The Spirit of Place
II
Discovery of Love in Palestine
Love Scene
Lost Dreams
Easter in Jerusalem
The Black and the Grey Cat
Life is Sweet When We Show it White Teeth
The Old Man’s Word Play on Time’s Tyranny
Alone at Night
The Old Priest praises the love of his life, Christ
The Old Man Praises Women
Of Cats and Dogs
II
Of Cats and Men
For those who love God
The Day my TV Blew Up
The Angel of Peace (written during the Ukraine War)
The Still Point
The Final Sleep
After Matisse
Suffering
The Mystery of Space
The Poet discovers the magic of Colour in Patterns
The Dark Tower (written in Palestine during the Intifada)
II
Conversion
Peace on Earth
Fleeing a Troubled World
Away from the Media
In Dream Anthony the Hermit speaks to me
Reason for a Rhyme
The Road
The Moon
II
The Drug of Poetry
The Maze of Evil
The Proverbs of the Old Man
II
Further wise words of the dying Old Man
Naming God
Achill
Achill II
The coat
Dreams
Mouse Fable
On Mary Miles Going Away
II
The Old Man and Mary Miles –Ghosts of my Imagination
Not Afraid to Love
After the Apocalypse
Visions of the New Jerusalem
The New Church
The Will, the Key to Everything
A Fat Man’s Heaven
Love and the Unloved
The Old Man Tells of the Heaven of Desire
In Praise of Youth
Dedication: to Dan and Mairead, May 2022
Vision of the Bones
How Literature Works
II
Epilogue
Acknowledgements

“The sun and moon are eternal travellers” - Basho
The Hiker
Visionary Journeys envisaged by a Youthful Poet:
My Early verses depict imaginary hikes
To various destinations of heart content,
Where darkness dissolves in the bright
Designs and Word Art the poet invents.
As day dawns like a velvet rose
On a birdsong summer morning,
The hiker, a dream-pilgrim poet,
Packs for the road, and sets out.
The air is breathless,
And from its dewy depths
There flows promise.
As the poet hiker tramps
Into the damp shimmering
Mists of a mid-May morning,
His heart is alive and singing;
For a bright dawn is breaking inside,
Like the ruby sun’s soft and beaming
Rays, rising to wake a sleeping world,
Daylight streams into his pilgrim soul,
Intimating a summer time of truer art
To come, a wiser freer heart and mind;
Off the road he goes by old paths along
Multi-bloom mist-drenched meadows,
Where soft sticky seeds of May weeds
Cling to his clothes, like winged spirits,
Carrying his soul to visionary heights,
His heart to the arts of truth and light.
“Yes, today”, he writes, “today
Will be no day of sorrow and sin,
Today I resolve to begin to be;
I’ll Journey out of darkness,
Down bright roads of the senses;
Under soft smiling summer skies,
Leaving old dull ways and designs,
I go finally to where my soul’s alive.
So though the wet grass clutches
And soaks through to the skin,
With the clammy touch of reality;
Seemingly saying “sink back to banality”,
The hiker poet goes on into dawning light,
Following the dreams of his heart and soul
To diamond shores of life and forevermore;
Knowing dull life is the ultimate profanity,
And poetry, like faith, is a glorious insanity.
Thus the lush grass and multi-coloured wild flowers
Of the spring fields he travels, and tapered towers
Of tinted-pink blossoms on overhanging thorn trees,
Image a new unfaltering belief, and their new leaves
His leaving of a waste winter world of weary grief
And pain, to go green highways of heart life again.
II
The sky clears, and a warm sun
Sends clouds of invisible vapour
Into the pale blue mid-May air:
Inside, he enters once more the bright countryside
Of an uncluttered soul: fields of fluffy-clover delight,
Paths of birdsong peace, rivers of plopping trout life;
To his new mind byway fields of wild-flower design
Serve to intimate the various shades of eternal time.
And the blackthorn blessings from heavenly climes,
For it scatters pale pink petals on him and his quest,
As he rests a while to write with newly-revived zest:
“ Above me on green sloping hillsides sheep graze,
And the lady furze blazes with fresh orange fires;
And from new-leaved branches in a summer haze,
Male birds with marvellously crafted mating arias,
Lure loveless ladies to nests of lofty tree dalliance;
Shall I cry then, no, I shall laugh,
Walking this heart-warming earth
Where the cuckoo sings, bell clear,
On this cloudless morning of May,
When former grimy times of sad and unmourned sins
Are banished by the shrill spring strings of bird violins,
And the counterpoint base buzzing of busy honey bees”;
Leaving composing he goes to meet a farmer and wife,
Driving cattle with hanging udders of milk from a field:
A child walks with them a child like the hiker once was,
A thin pale child, barefoot bare-armed, unworldly wise
With fair hair and clear innocent eyes, portals of a soul
Artless and uninhibited and blue as the overhead skies:
O holy child of the morning fair! The hiker writes again,
Boy with golden curls of the first fire of life in your hair,
Let me be alive like you, fair as I once was, free from care!
Loving life in land of laughing streams and clear fresh air;
Here at the heart of natural humanity, with soul on fire,
Let me feel, freed in mind, the new morning, fully alive:
The warm bright summer morning that’s a golden song,
Free from discordant human darkness, war and wrong,
The morning that is this hiker’s ideal of peaceful being,
When care is no more; when banished is sombre sorrow;
When the ravaged earth is green once more and whole;
And on rural roads a poet hiker’s one with nature’s soul”.
The Ongoing Journey of the Dream Hiker
“ Every day is a journey – he walks off into the mid-May dawn, into the geography of the soul that makes the journey itself a home” – Sam Hamill on Basho’s poetic travels.
The people who were secure in bed
The hiker did and did not envy.
It was a suitable morning for setting out again:
Late May, the roadway is already dry as dust;
The roadside rich with grass, weeds, flowers;
The trees leaning over with leaves, fresh born;
These all made him feel in the finest of form.
Only essentials in a light pack on