Two poems, Michael Longley
Maria S. Mendes
WILD ORCHIDS
In my synapses early purples persevering
As in a muddy tractor track across the duach;
Close to the old well and the skylarks’ nest, briefly
Marsh helleborines surviving the cattle’s hooves,
Then re-emerging at the waterlily lake
Between the drystone wall and otter corridors;
A stone’s throw from the Carrigskeewaun cottage
Two introverted frog orchids; in the distance
A hummock covered with autumn lady’s tresses,
Ivory spirals that vanish for a decade;
On the higher bank of the Owenadornaun
Above the sandmartins’ nesting holes, butterfly
Orchids like ballerinas; at Kilnaboy
Bee orchids under the sheela-na-gig’s display;
Dowdy neotinea maculata at my feet
Where the turlough below Mullaghmore disappears
Underground; against limestone grey at Black Head
Red helleborines igniting; the lesser twayblade
With its flower spike like a darning needle, tiny
And hidden away beneath a heather stand;
On the Tyrrells’ Kildalkey farm, pink pyramids;
Along the path to the waterfall at Cardoso,
Near Elvira’s overgrown olive grove, tongue
Orchids folded like napkins; lizard orchids
In the Mugello, shaggy, thigh-high; on Paros
Bee orchids (again) beside the marble pavement,
A blackcap singing (in Greece or Ireland?); just one
Bedraggled fly orchid in a forgotten field,
Its petals cobalt, chestnut-brown, as I recall.
HELIODORA
Move Meleager to Carrigskeewaun,
Laughing lilies among yellow flags,
Soft narcissus and ragged robin side
By side, myrtle and bog asphodel
(Where does grass of parnassus belong?)
Innocent crocus, dark hyacinth, rose
Weighed down with affection, white violet,
Bright petals for Heliodora’s hair,
Her parting immaculate in the breeze,
Who is unlocking the galvanised gate
Or balancing on the Dooaghtry stile
Or shadowing sand dunes at Dadreen,
Heliodora, neither here nor there,
Name-twiner, flower-arranger, dream girl.
Michael Longley was born in 1939 in Belfast. He is one of Ireland’s greatest poets, well-known for his classical influences and love for Nature.