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Sigerson Clifford paints a most vivid pen-picture of one of its famous sporting occasions which still takes place every year but its date has been changed to the month of August.
This poem captures a time of innocence when any out-of-town visit was seen as an exciting and colourful experience. Sigerson’s own notes on this reads – Bazaar: a travelling, open-air show. The talkies killed most of them unfortunately. Clawhammer: old-fashioned coat with tails to it.
The short stories collected here are among the best ever written about Ireland, distinguished by Sigerson Clifford’s concise, masterful treatment of themes such as unrequited love, murderous hatred, betrayal, disappointment and hope.
The mountain frowned upon the school, The school stared at the street, And rich men’s sons came there in shoes, While I ran in bare feet.
Brush the floor and clean the hearth, And set the fire to keep, For they might visit us tonight, When all the world’s asleep.
The Ballad of the Tinker’s Daughter was written by Sigerson Clifford, born in Cork of Kerry parents in 1913, died in 1985. Tim Dennehy put it to music in 1986 and recorded it on his tape ‘A Thimbleful of Song’. There are 11 verses to this poem and whilst it’s possible to see how this inspired Mickey MacConnell to write ‘The Tinkerman’s Daughter’, it tells a more complex story.
The song is based on a poem by Sigerson Clifford, who was born in Cahersiveen, and it tells the story of the boys of Barr Na Sraide – Top Street – who hunted for the wren.
These are photos I found on the Internet, all related to Sigerson Clifford, none of them appeared to be copyrighted.
