Monaghan Hills
Monaghan Hills - fact Summary
Shaped by Monaghan Upbringing
Patrick Kavanagh credits the Monaghan hills with shaping his character and poetic fate. The speaker accepts a modest, rural identity—"a half-faithed ploughman," a poet without room for grand genius—and contrasts his limited horizon with what might have been if born among higher, echoing hills. The poem registers gratitude, resignation and a self-aware acknowledgment that landscape determined both his limitations and the particular tone of his work.
Read Complete AnalysesMonaghan hills, You have made me the sort of man I am, A fellow who can never care a damn For Everestic thrills. The country of my mind Has a hundred little heads, On none of which foot-room for genius. Because of you I am a half-faithed ploughman, Shallow furrows at my heels, Because of you I am a beggar of song And a coward in thunder. If I had been born among the Mournes, Even in Forkhill, I might have had echo-corners in my soul Repeating the dawn laughter. I might have climbed to know the glory Of toppling from the roof of seeing – O Monaghan hills, when is writ your story, A carbon-copy will unfold my being.
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