After that, we fell out of touch, and went our separate ways. He went on to become an arts administrator, civil servant, creative writing teacher, and publican. He also wrote short fiction, reviews, and for the theatre. Life happened. In 2009 I read his third collection, and was pleased to see he still had the touch that had so inspired me when I was a younger poet - Martin taught me much about Irish and British poetry, and argued for the value of Wordsworth. My poetry since the late 80s has been strongly influenced by Irish poetry, especially that from the North. Anyway, enough about me. I am very glad he will be reading from his excellent fourth collection, The Resurrection of the Body at Killysuggen, for the series I run.
Mooney's poetry remains a touchstone for me - it is highly-intelligent, especially sensitive to politics and history (he has a fondness for Cold War images and communist references), weather (he likes snow), the local, and, adds to this a strong sense of craft, subtle music, and humour. He's one of the best Irish poets writing under the age of 50. Below find a few of my favourite poems from his latest book.
poems by Martin Mooney; reprinted from The Resurrection of the Body at Killysuggen; with permission of the author.