Well here in the South Downs March did indeed come in like a Lion.
A very angry Lion.
Storm force 11 tree felling, roof lifting, banshee howling winds.
Field flooding, roof rattling, better build your Ark now! torrential rain.
Still, we hunkered down, turned the Hi Fi high and the lights down low and emerged blinking into the revelation of a sunny day.
And, here at The Jukebox March always ushers in another celebration of Ireland’s stupendous contribution to art and culture.
So, without further ado let’s call up the majestic voice of Dolores Keane and surrender to her Emotional Force 12 version of, ‘Teddy O’Neill’.
… The pain in my heart was too deep to conceal …
You would think after hearing Dolores sing in such an imperious manner that no other singer would dare to take on Teddy O’Neill.
But, true artists, and Maura O’Connell is a true artist, know that the best compliment you can pay a giant presence in your own field is to admire, reflect and then do otherwise.
Listen to Maura’s miraculous glowing vocal, here with Folk Legends De Dannan.
There is a dying ember tenderness that deeply stirs the heart.
… All dark and silent … no piper … no reel …
Ah, Teddy, Teddy, to have stirred such dreams.
Such Dreams.
Our opening tip of the hat to Ireland’s poetic treasury is from Michael Hartnett who previously featured here with his mystic, ‘Necklace of Wrens’.
When the wren landed on Michael his grandmother soberly told him that this was a sign he was going to be a Poet.
When it comes to Poetry many are called but very few are chosen.
Michael Hartnett heard and responded full heartedly to his call and the rich harvest of his works demonstrate that he was indeed chosen.
Inchicore Haiku was a return to the English Language after many years of writing solely in Irish.
He was a great Poet in both languages.
Sanctifying grace.
Sanctifying grace.
The gift of Ireland to History.
The Immortal Jukebox 
This song was new for me, but I listened appreciatively to both versions. There are days like today when this strange virus is creeping around the world that I feel melancholy that is only met but songs such as these. I only listened to the first 10 or so poems, getting filled up by then. Especially loved the rook with the crust of bread.
Thanks.
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Thanks a lot.
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Oh, yes, there were tears listening to the voices of Ireland.
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Thanks. There are tears in things and irish artists are especially adept at demonstrating that truth. Regards Thom
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They certainly are.
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Thom, Those March elements you report coming in like a Lion were fierce in South Downs! I pray you speak of your surroundings & not your own dwelling with trees down, torrential rains, roofs lifted, winds, & flooding. May all be well now. Changing the mood to melancholy , you more than start our readiness for St. Patrick’s Day! Dolores Keane & Maura O’Connell give us their “Teddy O’Neill” fit for a pint of Guinness at any Irish pub! And if that were not enough to set the mood to cry in our beer, you give us Michael Hartnett reciting his poetry, truly “Ireland’s poetic treasury,” as you say!!! –All three new to me & thanks to “The Immortal Jukebox” & you to inform & ready us to cry in our Guinness for St. Patrick’s Day!!! Phil
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Always great to hear from you Phil. More celebrations for St Patrick soon. Stay tuned! Regards Thom
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