Homage To Thomas Macgreevy Poem by Kevin Kiely

Pound praised you in a letter
‘promising' typed Ezra
Not in the cast of thousands
In those necropolyptic Cantos
Yesterday a slim volume of real poems
The surprise of some translations
All wrapped in acknowledgements annotations
and an introduction

The cool gallery lit by many a gem
A Poussin amongst them
Beside your portrait by O'Sullivan
The speakers at the launch
Tried to answer some questions
About the long silence on your part
Bound by the laws of Baudelaire
The Holy Spirit of Creation
The need to sign cheques
The civil servicing of Art

Afterwards at Toque Poussin
Someone remarked sadly:
He went down with a touch of the Rimbaud's
I pray to Tom who was a kind of saint
And a patriot.
The waitress spoke English badly
There was plenty of ice
Our coffee delayed
While old café songs of Paris were played
Would this city suffice?