wild splashes of hope
dancing with the august sky
I was in Kilkenny City this evening to hear the great American poet, Billy Collins, read at the Parade Tower of Kilkenny Castle as part of the Kilkenny Arts Festival.
The very first welcome I received was about 10 metres from where I parked my car and it came from a Kilkenny cat who purred and purred on a wall, calling for my attention.
As one with a big interest in hurling and basically being star-stuck by the Kilkenny Team, otherwise known as The Cats, it seemed just right that this would be my welcome to the place where my beloved parents met way back in the early 1940s.
Talk about ‘connections’ ~ eh?
I’m not long back from spending a few hours in Kilkenny. It was one of those balmy evenings that I associate so much with times spent in this beautiful city over the years.
Sitting in the fragrant Rose Garden of Kilkenny Castle, I thought of all the years I’ve been attending the Kilkenny Arts Festival and experienced such wonders as poetry readings by Seamus Heaney, Michael Longley, Paul Durcan ….. and unexpected delights like the play Swimming with my Mother which totally captivated me last year.
There’s just so much to look forward to in this year’s 40th Festival which runs from August 9-18th. Just take a look at the brochure to whet your appetite!