Love poems are a passion of mine and, if you remember, I sought to identify the greatest love poem of them all a while back The Greatest Love Poem?
Well, yesterday I came upon a collection in the Book Centre in Waterford The World’s Favourite Love Poems which is edited by Suheil Bushrui. Needless to say it was a MUST-BUY and I have been languishing in its brilliance since last night.
What a collection! Almost two hundred poems from all around the world and I am savouring every single one of them. Four Irish poets are included, Thomas Moore, W.B. Yeats, John Millington Synge and Diarmad O’Curnain. I had never heard of Diarmad O’ Curnain or his love poem, which is translated from Irish by George Sigerson (1836-1925) , an Irish physician, scientist, writer politician and poet. If his name sounds familiar, the Sigerson Cup in GAA football is played in his honour.
The beautiful poem by Diarmad O’ Curnain, who is still intriguing me, reads as follows:
I know not night from day,
Nor thrush from cuckoo gray,
Nor cloud from the sun that shines above thee -
Nor freezing cold from heat,
Nor friend, if friend I meet -
I but know -heart’s love! – I love thee.
Love that my Life began,
Love, that will close life’s span,
Love that grows ever by love-giving:
Love, from first to last,
Love, till all life be passed,
Love that loves on after living.
How I crave to know more about both Diarmad O’Curnain and the ‘love’ about whom he wrote. This poem that sits alongside poems by well-known names like Ovid, Rumi, Shakespeare, Shelley, Hardy, Teasdale …..
Can anyone tell me more about this Irish man?