Review
THE POEMS IN John McAuliffe’s Of All Places (The Gallery Press, 72pp, €11.95) are also said to contain “a hint of Auden’s formal patterns” in a back-cover note. It is undoubtedly McAuliffe’s strongest collection to date, and the poems in it reveal the poet’s sincere concern with communicating something useful out of his everyday encounters with the world. Poems such as House Fire, Bringing the Baby to Rossaveal, Week 2 and The Hallway Mirror give generous insights into domesticity and family life, but Of All Places also contains strong new poems by McAuliffe on broader social and historical themes. Among the most significant of these are Crash, which deals with the downfall of Roger Casement, and Transfers, a poem based partly on “the sale of works of art from the Bank of Ireland collection” in 2010.
McAuliffe sometimes allows his poems to become “too neat and a little too close to whatever we call home”, as he puts it himself in Marriage, the Realist Tradition . At times he seems to throw in the towel just when things are getting interesting or tough. And yet the acknowledgment that the poet or poetry cannot provide all the answers is important in itself if what McAuliffe calls “the free drift to nowhere in particular” in the book’s opening poem (Old Style) is to be attempted. As the speaker of that striking lyric puts it:
Not just the lay-by, or the motorway
or its central reservation.
Not just the ring road, or the cul-de-sac
with its pretty forsythia border.
Not just the house, or its extension,
and its hundred windows shining away.
Instead the known world and the unseen,
to which you’ll come back:
Despite moments of curious self-doubt – in The Whole Show, for example, or in A Midgie, the volume’s disappointingly slight closing poem – the journeys McAuliffe made “to the known world and the unseen” in the making of this book have been worth the effort. Of All Places is a compelling third collection.
— Philip Coleman, The Irish Times, November 2011