Madman of the Glen
by Rody Gorman
Woodman, what’s the story?
Your voice is pitiable,
Tell me what made you lose
Your wits and appearance.
I would tell you my background
And the scale of the deeds I’ve done
If I wasn’t scared of the shaggy crowd
In the king’s inn-house.
I’m Alan
That used to go to many a skirmish
With eagles, everyone calls me
The madmen early and fast in the glens.
I’m the coalman’s son, Sweeney,
I’m from the Bush,
It’s all the easier for us
To have our conversation here, man.
| Extract from forthcoming Sweeney: an intertonguing by Rody Gorman | |
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Rody Gorman’s Sweeney, An Intertonguing is published this spring by Francis Boutle Publishers. The work is multilingual version of Buile Shuibhne, in English, Irish, Scottish and Manx Gaelic with lingua gadelica, phonemic pieces and round-trip translations. Pre-publication reactions to the work have been full of praise, with words such as ‘extraordinary’, ‘masterpiece’ and ‘magnificent’ used by more than one eminent commentator. Ed. | |
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