by Ciaran Carson
Belfast Confetti, Carson's third book of poetry, weaves together in a carefully sequenced volume prose pieces, long poems, lyrics, and haiku. His subjects include the permeable boundaries of Belfast neighborhoods, of memory, and of the forms of language and art. Carson finds unexpected uses constructive and destructive of the building rubble of Belfast history. Rich in lore of place, these innovative and vividly fresh poems draw deeply on traditions oral, local, and literary.
"One of the most gifted imaginations in contemporary poetry." Douglas Dunn, Irish Literary Supplement
Your man, says the Man, will walk into the bar like this here his
Mimic a pair of legs, one stiff at the knee so you'll know exactly
What to do. He sticks a finger to his head. Pretend its child's
The hand might be a horse's mouth, a rabbit or a dog. Five
Walls have ears: the shadows you throw are the shadows you
try to throw off.
I snuffed out the candle between finger and thumb. Was it the
Hacked off at the wrist and thrown to the shores of Ulster?
Exist? Or the Right Hand of God, saying Stop to this and No
My thumb is the hammer of a gun. The thumb goes up. The
thumb goes down.
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