Galway - Less Beautiful Than She Is Today

Angry Old Man - 3

The other day, I was reading on @ConalCreedon about the campaign for Galway to be European City of Culture in 2020.

It provided another excuse for one of their public poetry/writing– to follow on from the (1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6 – no) 7 previous entries hereabouts.

If only Cork had the balls to follow this creative lead – or maybe that is just more angry old me.

“A lovely day it was, the town
lying under a white canopy of cloud,
not a wind in all the air, but a
line of houses sheer and dim along
the river mingling with grey shadows;
and on the other bank there
were waste places difficult to account for,
ruins showing dimly through the soft
diffused light, like old castles, but Yeats said they were ruins of ancient mills, for
Galway had once been a prosperous town.

Maybe, my spirit answered,
but less beautiful than she is to-day.”

George Moore – Hail and Farewell