The Resurrection of the Body at Killysuggen
About the book…
not to use your tongue
the buds and folds of flesh
at its own root’
In some ways Martin Mooney’s most personal collection so far, The Resurrection of the Body at Killysuggen
sees the poet exploring the fear of death, sexual jealousy, political atrophy
and artistic disappointment.
Written with his typical concern for craft and firmly rooted in the colloquial,
Mooney’s poems are intensely engaged with art and mortality, the thwarted or
misdirected ambition of the writer, the obsessive creativity of the outsider
artist, and the inevitable falling short of any artistic project.
Yet this collection also celebrates an apparently unjustifiable ‘optimism of the will’ and a resigned determination in the face of the disappointments of love, art and the body. Nothing is written off or ruled out and in the course of ordinary failures extraordinary things can sometimes be achieved.