Paul Perry

Commentary QuotationsNotes

Life
1972-; b. Dublin; winner of Hennessy New Irish Writer with short fiction, 1998; appt. James Michener fellow of creative writing, Miami Univ., and afterwards Cambor poetry fellow, Houston, Texas; winner of Listowel Poetry Award, 2002; writer in residence, Co. Longford Co. Council, 2002; issued The Drowning of the Saints (2003), a début poetry collection; writer in residence, University of Ulster, 2004-06; issued The Orchard Keeper (2006); issued The Last Falcon and Small Ordinance (2010); issued Gunpowder Valentine (2014), poems of war; his poem “The Shepherd’s Purse” appeared in Poetry in 2015; taught Creative Writing at Kingston U. (London) and UCD;

appt. director of Mary Lavin Centre for Creative Writing, UCD; published successful thriller series co-authored with Karen Gilhece as Karen Perry [pen-name]; issued The Garden (2021), solo, a thriller set in Miami (Fl.); shortlisted for Farmgate National Poetry Book Award, 2023; curates DLR Poetry Now, the longest-running international poetry festival in Ireland; his thriller series with Karen Gilhece as Karen Perry has been a Penguin best-seller; Drift (2013), a video of his poem, was made by Marc Neys; married, with three children (Bl´aithín, Fionn, and Leonora); lives in Dublin.

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Works
  • The Drowning of the Saints (Co. Clare: Salmon Poetry 2003), 80pp. [incls. poems “Rhapsody with Owl”; “The Walk, after Chagall”; “To Dexter Above”, et al.].
  • The Orchard Keeper (Dublin: Dedalus Press 2006), 64pp. [incl. “Wintering” - rep. with others at Poetry International - online.]
  • The Last Falcon and Small Ordinance (Dublin: Dedalus Press 2010), 90pp.
  • Gunpowder Valentine: New and Selected Poems (Dublin: Dedalus Press 2014), 248pp.
  • The Ghosts of Barnacullia (ground press 2019)
Anthologies & translations [incl.]
  • ed., with Nuala Ní Chomchúir, Best of Irish poetry 2009 / Scoth na hÉigse [Munster Literature Centre] (Cork: Southword 2009), 118pp.
  • trans. [Lithuanian], with Ruta Suchodolskyte, 108 Moons: Selected Poems of Jurga Ivanauskaite (Dublin: TAF Publishing; Workshop Press 2010), xiii, 60pp.
  • 108 Moons: The Selected Poems of Jurga Ivanauskaite (Workshop Press 2010)
Fiction
  • The Garden (Dublin: New Island Books 2021) [suspense].
  • The Cyclops with Two Eyes (Ragamuffin Press 2019) [children's lit.].
Also: co-authored six novels with Karen Gilhece as Karen Perry [pen-name] in a Penguin series incl. The Boy That Never Was (2014), Only We Know (2015), Girl Unknown (2016), Your Closest Friend (2018), Come a Little Closer (2019), and The Innocent Sleep (2014).
Miscellaneous
  • ‘Accepting the gift’, review of The Essential Brendan Kennelly, in The Irish Times (7 May 2011), Weekend Review, p.11 [see extract under Kennelly - supra]
  • ‘Smitten by kittens: how Paul Perry’s bedtime stories about his family pets became a book’, in The Irish Times (21 Oct. 2019) - available online [accessed 06.09.2025].
 

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Criticism
Fred Johnston, review of The Drowning of the Saints, in Books Ireland (April 2004), pp.89-90 [‘a real poetic find’; James McAuley, ‘Giving image pride of place’, review of The Orchid Keeper [with poetry of Tom Mac Intyre, Kerry Hardie and Robert Welch], in The Irish Times (16 Dec. 2006), Weekend [see extract]; Eamon Grennan, review of The Last Falcon [... &c.], with other works, in The Irish Times (7 Aug. 2010), Weekend, p.13 [see extract.]

 

Commentary
James McAuley, ‘Giving image pride of place’, review of The Orchid Keeper [with poetry of Tom Mac Intyre, Kerry Hardie and Robert Welch], in The Irish Times (16 Dec. 2006), Weekend: ‘Some of Paul Perry’s new work, meanwhile, appears on the page as if texted to the reader - “smooth smooth / smooth enough to soothe / and clean a wound / almost” - though most of the 21 poems in this fascinating second collection are closer to the orthodox, often playfully so. “Towing an Iceberg to Belfast” takes up four pages with one-line, one-word double-shifted “stanzas” with a couplet or two, then six staggered lines, then a set of quatrains, then all of the above in a mix - cunningly contrived to suggest comic exertion, until “At last / The city/ Exhales an icy breath”. / In “The Lady with the Coronet of Jasmine”, the first-person speaker is Gladstone. The struggle between Christian orthodoxy and the Freudian libido is a strikingly successful use of the dramatic monologue. At 81 tercets, it is also courageously long in the era of the short personal lyric. Although Perry also includes a pair of epistolary prose-poems - arrgh! - most poetry readers will savour this slim but rich offering, and will likely read it through again before leaving it down.’

Eamon Grennan, review of The Last Falcon [... &c.], with other works, in The Irish Times (7 Aug. 2010), Weekend, p.13: ‘Perry creates a poetry of hope [...] remaining a little distance from passionate engagement, yet pulsing quietly with feeling [...] when Perry’s minor key surrealism invades poems without genuine emotional need or ignition they are less successful’.

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Quotations

GUNPOWDER VALENTINE


I.
I went there too
I did not have to go
I saw the best of men

clearing the villages was awful
we hated ourselves for that
in the streets we found

maddened cows dripping
with milk
bellowing in pain

it was something terrible
I saw a cat in a window
I thought it was an ornament

then I saw that it was alive
I killed the cat
I got used to killing

forgive us
we found notes nailed
to the doors of houses

be careful we’ll be back
don’t kill our cat
our house we are sorry

for leaving you
cold and alone
I came home

my wife was frightened
she insisted I throw my clothes away
I did that

all except for my hat
it had a badge on the front
and my son I knew would like it

he was proud of me
he went around wearing this hat
some nights he wore it in bed

one year after that time
he fell ill
it was a brain tumour

that was it
I can say
no more

II.
I dream about it every night
we arrived at 6 a.m.
we told them to leave everything

they cried
as if they knew
they would never return

they offered us moonshine
everything was negotiable
we bartered cattle

they were sold cheap
Nature was dying
the houses were like works of art

empty now
the shadow of madness
was on us all

III.
we lifted the topsoil
the burial grounds were open pits
we stripped the earth and orchards

do not have children they told us
at night we drank
we drank hard

we slept in beds of straw

IV.
we gathered at the train station
it was May
we had been chosen

our work was secret
the mood was fun
we were conscripts

and were called tourists
from the trains we saw the fields
change from green

to something more lunar
white dolomite sand covered
miles of field where the green

earth had once been
we knew then something
was very wrong

the roofs had the names of women
Katya Natasha Anna
Marsha was the mad one

she was cut open like a wound
we stopped laughing
after we arrived in hell

V.
they bent to the water
but did not drink

VI.
the garden all dressed
in wedding white
my hives over there

under the apple trees
I said to Nina my wife
what? wrong

I put on my mask
and checked
they were there

sitting in the hives
not making a sound
there was no buzzing

so strange was their silence

VII.
the rain was black
and one by one the children fell
I will never forget the mornings

the girls had ribbons in their hair
the boys wore shorts
inside I am empty

I have seen and heard too much
I was happy once
the children came from love

our lives are a long winter
without Spring
we bury the children? clothes in dirt

VIII.
we came carrying birch and rowan
a storm broke
dust entered our mouths and eyes

like a black wing
we went on singing
the rivers are our enemies

picking strawberries is not allowed
or bluebells or daisies or mushrooms
the village is buried

in a bitter dream

Available at Poetry International - online; accessed 06-09-2025.

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The Irish Times; rep Irish Centre for Poetry Studies (both 6 Aug. 2025).

See extract from “The Ghosts of Barnacullia” [title-poem] and “Sheperd’s Purse“ at Poetry Foundation - online.

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Notes
Drift (2013): Video film based on Perry’s poem dedicated to two NATO soldiers who drowned attempting to recover supplies from a river in Badghis, Western Afghanistan; winner of 1st Prize at La Parola Immaginata 2013 as part of TreviglioPoesia Festival (Italy), 28 May 2013 [view online]

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