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Help me find a poem

  • 10-06-2016 12:18am
    #1
    Registered Users, Registered Users 2 Posts: 1,843 ✭✭✭


    It was part of the Dart Poetry in Motion series in the 1990s and was a short poem, one stanza, about a wife (or mother ) who had died and possibly a jug. May have been Paul Durcan, or another Paul. ...have been googling over an hour and nothing. Anyone?


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  • Moderators, Category Moderators, Education Moderators Posts: 27,317 CMod ✭✭✭✭spurious


    Could you email the Press Officer for the DART and ask them to root in their archives?


  • Registered Users, Registered Users 2 Posts: 2,492 ✭✭✭stoplooklisten


    me old mother was a mug,
    when she died i put her in a jug,
    if my wife doesn't stop the nagging,
    i'll put her in a flaggin'


  • Registered Users, Registered Users 2 Posts: 1,843 ✭✭✭tea and coffee


    me old mother was a mug,
    when she died i put her in a jug,
    if my wife doesn't stop the nagging,
    i'll put her in a flaggin'

    is that you Paul?


  • Closed Accounts Posts: 637 ✭✭✭Cathy.C


    It's not easy being a wife,
    To men we're just trouble and strife,
    Squeeze our jugs and then take us to bed,
    You'll all be pulling your plums one day when we're dead.


  • Closed Accounts Posts: 7,973 ✭✭✭RayM


    The doctor called and said "sure lookit
    I'm afraid your wife has kicked the bucket"
    I miss her eyes, her smile and her hugs
    But most of all, I miss her jugs


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  • Registered Users, Registered Users 2 Posts: 17,581 ✭✭✭✭MEGA BRO WOLF 5000


    Roses are red
    Violets are blue
    Your wife is dead


  • Registered Users, Registered Users 2 Posts: 25,072 ✭✭✭✭My name is URL




  • Registered Users, Registered Users 2 Posts: 1,843 ✭✭✭tea and coffee


    gidimit. should have known better than to ask in AH. All these creative types floating about.


  • Closed Accounts Posts: 22,559 ✭✭✭✭AnonoBoy


    Was it Paul Muldoon maybe?


  • Closed Accounts Posts: 12,045 ✭✭✭✭gramar


    In AH I was alurkin'
    When someone mentioned the name Paul Durcan
    Or another Paul too it could be
    Pope John Paul or Paul McCartney


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  • Registered Users, Registered Users 2 Posts: 1,843 ✭✭✭tea and coffee


    Thought of it again today and found it. It wasn't Paul Durcan, it was Tom Paulin
    Pot Burial by Tom Paulin.
    He has married again. His wife buys ornaments and places them on the the dark sideboard. Year by year her vases and small jugs crowd out the smiles of the wife who died.

    The poem meant a lot to me at the time it was on the Dart.


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