Frank Corcoran

irish composer

PHILIP CASEY, THE IRISH POET, “OH HE IS DEAD THEN ? “

Philip from Dublin, a Casey and one of us , Yes, “His duty all ended ? ”

Philip , cousin and brother, poet and seer, was one of the most beautiful people I know.

One of the most generous – in his time and thought . He cared.

For my Festschrift – FRANK CORCORAN AT SEVENTY

_ SEAN AGUS NUA – Philip penned his polyphonic, polyvalent poem, ” QUILLSPILL ” . It sounds his tocsin now ,

Philip’s sufferings all ended:

“Water receives

Bell music; bell

Notes fade over

The rosy fingers of Eos

On the river…. ”

– Sea, n’i bheidh a leitheid eile ar’is ann … I too, here in Hamburg, mourn his passing.

Posted under: Humble Hamburg Musings

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