Dear Life is Dennis O’Driscoll’s ninth book of poetry. Like his earlier work, it engages with contemporary issues – the internet era, the compensation culture, global warming – as well as providing fresh perspectives on the timeless topics of working and ageing, loving and dying, God and Mammon. Several startling poems give voice to twenty-first century Western attitudes towards religious belief. With its wry, double-edged title, the title sequence ‘Dear Life’ attempts nothing less than an exploration of the nature and purpose of human life.
‘It takes a special genius to see the real and important lurking in the mundanely routine – O’Driscoll, the Irish Larkin, does. This most astute of poets juxtaposes the soul of the artist with the exactness of the anthropologist; the result is work of meditative intelligence, humour and forgiving humanity.’
– Eileen Battersby, The Irish Times
from Dear Life
Life gives
us something
to live for:
we will do
whatever it takes
to make it last.
Kill in just wars
for its survival.
Wolf fast-food
during half-time breaks.
Wash down
chemical cocktails,
as prescribed.
Soak up
hospital radiation.
Prey on kidneys
at roadside pile-ups.
Take heart
from anything
that might
conceivably grant it
a new lease.
We would give
a right hand
to prolong it.
Cannot imagine
living without it.