Published on February 17th, 2010 by Malachi
Some months ago I posted four sections of the introduction I wrote for one of the most popular of my handmade books at The Stone Street Press. I had intended to post the rest of it, but did not do so –until now.
I don’t know if I will finish [...]
Published on January 23rd, 2010 by Malachi
But first, the first line in Gaelic, so you can see what it looks like and feels like:
“Deithfridh am dhail, a leobhrain, ”
[My Translation:]
Hurry to me, O little book,
writing-speckled pages, wonderful
tales. As all others forsake me,
please don’t you leave me now.
Come, you of the clean smooth pages,
firmly stitched together,
assuage my grief at the loss of
that [...]
Published on January 21st, 2010 by Malachi
In this fascinating poem, written in Ireland –in Irish– about 1500 A.D., we get a unique glimpse into the interior life of a civilized man. We sense that he lives in or near a city or a town. He is anonymous: we know nothing about him. But in a far more profound sense –thanks to his poem– we know a great deal.
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