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Religious belief and religious practice, the blindness of absolute faith, and, in its many and various incarnations, the fall from grace - all find their way into the latest collection of poems by Cork-born Gerry Murphy, a poet of wit and irreverence whose stunning frame of reference (from world classics, to history and politics, to the work of his fellow poets) masks a shallow, smart-alecky, throwaway cynicism (Eh, hang on, maybe that should be the other way around - Ed.) Fall Guy, as perhaps all poetry books should, ends with a nod to Beckett and starts with a bang on the head.
Religious belief and religious practice, the blindness of absolute faith, and, in its many and various incarnations, the fall from grace - all find their way into the latest collection of poems by Cork-born Gerry Murphy, a poet of wit and irreverence whose stunning frame of reference (from world classics, to history and politics, to the work of his fellow poets) masks a shallow, smart-alecky, throwaway cynicism (Eh, hang on, maybe that should be the other way around - Ed.) Fall Guy, as perhaps all poetry books should, ends with a nod to Beckett and starts with a bang on the head.
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