Biography of Terence Winch
Terence Winch is an Irish-American poet, writer and musician.
Terence Patrick Winch was born in New York City in 1945. He grew up in an Irish neighborhood in the Bronx, the child of Irish immigrants. In 1971, he moved to Washington, DC, where he became involved with the Mass Transit readings in Dupont Circle. He published the first issue of Mass Transit magazine and co-founded Some of Us Press with Michael Lally and others. His writing, which shows New York School and other influences, has been widely published and anthologized. Primarily a poet, he has published fiction and non-fiction as well. He was the subject of a profile on National Public Radio's All Things Considered in 1986, and has been featured a number of times on The Writer's Almanac radio program. From 1975 to 1981, he was a regular book reviewer for The Washington Post and has also been a contributor to The Village Voice, The Washingtonian, The Dictionary of Irish Literature, The Oxford Companion to American Poetry, and other publications.
Terence Winch has also played Irish traditional music from childhood, and co-founded the band Celtic Thunder in 1977, writing much of the band's material for its three albums. His best-known composition is When New York Was Irish, which has been covered by many other artists.
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Terence Winch Poems
No one is safe. The streets are unsafe. even in the safety zones, it's not safe. Even safe sex is not safe. Even things you lock in a safe
The Irish Riviera
I wish I could remember the names of these two old guys I used to see when I was a kid and spent my summers in Rockaway which was known as The Irish Riviera
Get old enough so you won't have much to fear. By then, the music plays inside your head and everything beautiful must be learned by ear.
They came here first in a car shaped like a heart and now they depart as brilliant jazz musicians. They arrived in full costume, rolling north through a winter of neon.
When I die I promise to haunt all my surviving enemies, may they be few if any at that point, because I hope to outlive them all.
Non-Possession Is One-Tenth Of The Law
Do not travel over vast distances. Stay home and contemplate your neighbor, the old woman who roams up and down the street. She can never remember who you are
All last night I kept speaking in this archaic language, because I had been reading Poe and thinking about him. I read 'The Murders in the Rue Morgue' which is supposedly the first
for David Lehman I woke up this morning feeling
I can't think of anything else to talk with you about. We have discussed our jobs, our daily commute,
We went out to eat. It was like walking on eggs. The waiter spilled the beans
Didn't know if he was a retard or a drunk. He would lurch around Gaelic Park
Q & A
Q. How important is theory in this poem? It seems as though it just starts, goes nowhere, tells us nothing we need to know.
The Documents are weeping, fading, fearing the worst.
The Welsh People
The Welsh People are waiting for me in the Childe Harold. It is 1973. The Welsh People have been drinking and playing Pac Man.
When I die I promise to haunt
all my surviving enemies,
may they be few if any at that point,
because I hope to outlive them all.
But if any of them are left
I'll keep them awake at night with weird noises.
I'll whisper words in their ears while they sleep
to encourage feelings of low self-esteem when they awake.