By Eleanor Hooker

A Tug of Blue

Eleanor Hooker’s second collection of poems sees her move increasingly beyond the confines of home into a more profound relationship with the elements. Images of house and home besieged by storms (“Rain pushes under slates / and spits on the floor”) open into poems where the poet discovers new versions of herself in the mirror of lake water, in the reflections language makes possible, if not inevitable.

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Eleanor Hooker’s second collection of poems sees her move increasingly beyond the confines of home into a more profound relationship with the elements. Images of house and home besieged by storms (“Rain pushes under slates / and spits on the floor”) open into poems where the poet discovers new versions of herself in the mirror of lake water, in the reflections language makes possible, if not inevitable.

The haunting and haunted atmosphere of her first collection, The Shadow Owner’s Companion, is still very much in evidence, and there is a dramatic impulse in the work not commonly found in contemporary Irish verse. This new work reveals a poet who has grown immeasurably in confidence, increasingly sure-footed in negotiating external as well as internal worlds, all the while managing to balance her trademark flickering candle-lit lyrics with found poems, poems that appropriate the mood and tone of Sense and Sensibility, and, among the finest here, poems that see her follow that “tug of blue” out into the beauty, and very real dangers, of “open water”.

In A Tug of Blue, her second collection, one is immediately struck by how defamiliarised the world of her poems seems, an effect achieved as much by the texture of the language she uses as by the unsettling angles at which she approaches her subject matter. Bill Tilney – The Furrow

Weathering

I keep my appointment with Rain.
We meet in the wrong room. Upstairs.
Rain is … melancholy. She rinses
a naked bulb that hung itself
on white wire. It ran out of light,
she says, spreading her fall
from the room’s unfathomed sky.

Rain enquires if I’ve brought questions.
I am allowed four. Four only.
Before I can deny it, she presses
her sodden lips to mine.
Not now, she says. They are come.

The sash windows unlace their gowns
so that ghost ships, dragging nets
filled with memories absolved
by Rain, can sail through them.

And as we watch, Rain says,
These are your questions:
Why is it they hide in there?
Why is it they turn from me?
Is it to the same place they go?
And is it the same story they weather?

Rain says, there is no tenderness
in the absence of joy, and, in the absence
of joy, songbirds squabble.

When there is nothing left to say,
Rain envelops me; her hair lies on my face
like tears, and inside my closed mouth,
hummingbirds fly backwards into my throat.

Product Detail

  • ISBN: : 9781910251225
  • Size: : 140 x 216 mm
  • Pages: : 71
  • Published: : October 2016

About The Author

Author

ELEANOR HOOKER was born in south Tipperary in 1963, and after many years living in the UK, now lives in North Tipperary. Her award-winning poems have been published in literary journals worldwide. She has three collections published by Dedalus Press, The Shadow Owner’s Companion (2012), shortlisted for the Strong/Shine award for Best First Collection, A Tug of Blue (2016) and Of Ochre and Ash (2021). Two chapbooks, Honey (Bonnefant Press) and traces (Salvage Press) also appeared in 2021. Her poetry has been published in translation, in Hungarian, Dutch, Portuguese, Polish and Romanian literary journals. Her profile features on the Irish page of Poetry International. She has twice won the UK Poetry Society’s Member’s Poetry Competition. Her prose and short stories have been published in the Irish Times and literary journals in Ireland, the UK and US. Eleanor Hooker holds an MPhil (Distinction) in Creative Writing from Trinity College Dublin, an MA (Hons) from the University of Northumbria, and an BA (Hons 1st) from the Open University. She is a Fellow of the Linnean Society of London, a helm and Press Officer at Lough Derg RNLI. Eleanor Hooker began her career as a nurse and a midwife. (See also www.eleanorhooker.com)