Conamara in the West of Ireland is a strange and beautiful landscape with contrasting images throughout the day. In daylight, a subtle radiance of gentle colours envelops the place, but as evening sets the fading light reveals an almost haunted vista of mystery. In this collection of poetry John O'Donohue evokes the vital energy and rhythm of Conamara, engaging with earth, sky and sea, and the majestic mountains that quietly presides over this terse landscape.
His poems draw from the Conamara and the vagaries of human need, passion and fragility, giving us an inspirational collection that speaks into our lives.
|Publication date||20 Jan 2003|