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David Wheatley
was born in Dublin in 1970. He won the Friends Provident National Poetry Competition in 1994, and was awarded the Rooney Prize
for literature for his first collection, Thirst, which was also shortlisted for the Forward Prize. His other publications
include Misery Hill, his second collection of poetry, Stream and Gliding Sun: A Wicklow Anthology and I Am The
Crocus, a volume of children's poetry, both dating from his time as Writer in Residence in County Wicklow.
He was a founder editor of Metre and is a lecturer at the University
of Hull.
David Wheatley’s most
recent publication, his dazzlingly evocative Lament for Ali Farka Touré. To read a review, click here.
This is Misery Hill, a sad, forgotten Dublin street, hardly more than a name on a map, and yet 'more solid than so many other ghosts'. David Wheatley wonderfully evokes the spirit of place, the city that once was, but is mostly now lost to time, and conjures up a fair share of ghosts as well.
Mocker is a book of journeys, from migrating Irish monks to a colony of puffins summering on a sea cliff, from Achill to Ljubljana. Amid the unromantic cityscapes of the post-industrial North of England, Wheatley produces a series of meditations on place and displacement. Birds of prey and domestic beasts vie with whalers’ wives, Cuchulainn and his cohorts, and St John himself, in the book’s richly varied dramatis personae. You go first, the driver of a hearse signals to the poet at a pedestrian crossing and, in work by turns blackly humorous and sensuously affirmative, David Wheatley confronts without flinching the enjoyable dilemma of what has been called ‘the trouble with being born’.
"Thirst"
'a most impressive first book . . . intelligent, good-humoured and very gifted' 'remarkable artistry and ingenuity . . . places its author at the head of Ireland's flotilla of younger poets.' 'From what I've read of his work he seems to be among the most scrupulous as well as original, of younger poets.'
Sleepwalking, a skinned rabbit, litter, a Chinese play, and an Irish alchemist are just some of the subjects of David Wheatley's first book. Containing poems of childhood, travel, rural and, in particular, urban experience, Thirst submits the familiar and the strange alike to the workings of an enquiring, restless sensibility. A distinctive and formally assured debut, the collection is ultimately unified — as its title suggests — by a thirst for experience in all its richness and variety.
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