Sinéad Morrissey (born on 24 April 1972 in Portadown, County Armagh) is an Irish poet. In January 2014 she won the T.S. Eliot Prize for her fifth collection Parallax.
Raised in Belfast, she was educated at Trinity College, Dublin, where she took BA and PhD degrees, and won the Patrick Kavanagh Poetry Award in 1990. She has published four collections of poetry: There Was Fire in Vancouver (1996), Between Here and There (2001), The State of the Prisons (2005), and Through the Square Window (2009), the second, third and fourth of which were shortlisted for the T. S. Eliot Prize. After periods living in Japan and New Zealand she now lives in Belfast, where she has been ... more »
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Sinéad Morrissey Poems
Hyde Park, 1936. Cold enough for scarves and hats among the general populace, but not for the fifteen thousand women from the League of Health and Beauty performing callisthenics on the grass. It could be snowing, and they of Bromley‐Croydon,
Through The Square Window
In my dream the dead have arrived to wash the windows of my house. There are no blinds to shut them out with.
V Is For Veteran
A soldier returned from a war was how my P6 spelling book put it: I saw cripples with tin cans for coins in dusty scarlet, back from some spat of Empire.
In other noises, I hear my children crying - in older children playing on the street past bedtime, their voices buoyant in the staggered light; or in the baby
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movement is life
- slogan of the Women's League of Health and Beauty, 1930‐1939
Hyde Park, 1936. Cold enough for scarves and hats
among the general populace, but not for the fifteen thousand women
from the League of Health and Beauty performing callisthenics
on the grass. It could be snowing, and they of Bromley‐Croydon,
Glasgow, Belfast, would don no more than a pair of satin knickers
and a sleeveless satin vest to spin and stretch and bow
the body beautiful. Athens in London, under a sodden sky,
and Winnie and Molly and Doris metamorphosed.