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The Truth & Other Stories / Sarah Clancy

The Truth & Other Stories

By: Sarah Clancy

The Truth and Other Stories is Sarah Clancy’s third collection of poetry. In it she excavates the personal and psychological wreckage caused by a grim and unrelenting recession in her native Ireland and further afield. She does this without sacrificing any of the warmth, wit or linguistic extremity we’ve come to expect from her. In a poetic game of truth or dare these poems flit between testifying to, and then blatantly ...
ISBN 978-1-908836-91-5
Pub Date Monday, September 15, 2014
Cover Image The author
Page Count 110
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The Truth and Other Stories is Sarah Clancy’s third collection of poetry. In it she excavates the personal and psychological wreckage caused by a grim and unrelenting recession in her native Ireland and further afield. She does this without sacrificing any of the warmth, wit or linguistic extremity we’ve come to expect from her. In a poetic game of truth or dare these poems flit between testifying to, and then blatantly denying the realities of her protagonists’ experiences.  At times she acts as her own cadaver; using parts of herself as the objects of her abstracted curiosity. In so doing she claims her own place in the chorus of panicking misfits and lost souls she has created. Even in her most heartbreaking poems or when dealing with the most serious of themes the language is misleadingly casual and almost offhand. This collection’s excitement and momentum come from the writer’s delight in the possibilities she has for inventing new selves with which to see the world anew over and over again. 

This is a book of rich, rhythmically insistent and often thrillingly confrontational poetry, the beauty and variety of which leaves the impression of an important rish writer laying claim to a new level of vision and originality.  Martin Dyar

There is no camouflage here. Sarah Clancy writes real poems about real people. She plucks a few from Clancyland, half myth, half mystery. Their freshness and eloquence and above all their humanity, act as more of of a bonfire than a beacon in these dark times.  Rita Ann Higgins

'' a short space of time she has established herself as one of the most important emerging voices in Irish poetry''   Kevin Higgins, The Galway Advertiser

A passionate and powerful collection, poised at times, at times raging. Satirical and beautiful, this collection is a strong sharp whirlwind in human observation. Sarah Clancy is courageous and brilliant, a most important poetic voice for our generation.  Elaine Feeney

If there ever is anything approaching a revolution, and day-by-day it seems more and more likely, if not here in Ireland, then elsewhere in Europe, Sarah Clancy will be one of its poets – I say ‘one’ because of all things she would not want to alone in the reading-room on that fateful day. William Wall

Sarah Clancy

Sarah Clancy is a page and performance poet from Galway, she has two previous collections to her name, Stacey and the Mechanical Bull (Lapwing Press, Belfast, 2011) and Thanks for Nothing, Hippies (Salmon Poetry, 2012). Along with fellow Galway poet Elaine Feeney she released a poetry CD called Cinderella Backwards in 2013.  She has been placed or shortlisted in several of Ireland’s most prestigious written poetry competitions including The Ballymaloe International Poetry Prize, The Patrick Kavanagh Award and The Listowel Collection of Poetry Competition.  In performance poetry Sarah has won the Cuirt International Festival of Literature Grand Slam Championships and has twice been runner up in the North Beach Nights Grand Slam. In 2013 on her second go at representing Connaught in the All- Ireland Grand Slam Championships she was runner up. She has recently stopped sulking about this. In 2013 she received an individual artist's bursary from Galway City Council. She is frequently invited to read her work at various festivals and events around Ireland and abroad and can’t believe she’s still getting away with it.  She is on twitter @sarahmaintains and can be contacted by e-mail at

It’s the Dark

a poem for my selves 

On this day of halogen and helium

we are dodging shadows

our eyes squinting against late afternoon sun

but it's with us, despite the whiteness

it's a hand not held

in a dark bedroom, in a dark house, on a dark street

where no one ever thought to leave a light on for us

it's every unblown birthday candle

a school of sorts, an education, 

it's a taunting lane with pine trees and a wind channelled down it, 

it’s the terror that made our fat legs pedal faster

made us flee it,

as if, in the bright lights of the kitchen hours later 

we still wouldn't feel it

it’s that car journey we didn't want to go on

those other headlights sweeping past in freedom

and our relentless windscreen wipers beating rhythm 

to the place we swore we'd never get to 

on a morning night wouldn't relinquish,

it's a bridge in an inferno crumbling

and I can tell you there's no crossing back over

it's the confessional where we don't know what to say 

or even who to answer to,

it’s a hundred pagan folk memories; 

nameless, because they never tried to conquer it,

it's the dark

it's the dark

it's the dark

and it's best to leave it be.

Copyright Sarah Clancy 2014

Review:  The Truth & Other Stories reviewed by Des Kenny for The Galway Advertiser (October 2nd, 2014)

FOR THOSE who have seen Sarah Clancy recite her poetry, the title of her latest collection, The Truth & Other Stories, published by Salmon, will come as no surprise.

     Always challenging, somewhat defiant, Clancy does not mince words, and, using a rhythm and delivering with a style that any self-respecting rap artist would be proud of, berates and derides the status quo incessantly, but always with a sense of humour.

     Although this is only her third collection, it seems as if Clancy has been around forever, a natural descendant of the Galway that emerged in the 1980s when the nascent Salmon poetry movement fostered such poets as Mary O’Malley, Rita Anne Higgins, Anne Kennedy, and Eva Bourke. 

     Despite the fact she has already published two collections, her reputation is based not on her written work but on her rendering thereof whether it be on a soapbox in the marketplace square or more formally in the green pastures of NUI Galway. Her delivery is original, lively, feisty, and without apology.

     She is aware, however, that she is serving a literary apprenticeship and has been working extremely hard to reach a maturity in style and language that will in essence be her true poetic voice.

     The Truth & Other Stories is a major step towards this. Despite her hesitation in the introductory preamble, ‘Cold Case’: “Let’s not go in there/sharp-stick poking/turn now with me – this time/let’s keep on walking.”

     In the first poem ‘Pagan’s Votive’ she sets out her table fairly and squarely:

“I pray that I will write/a disassociated poem that floats me with it/to somewhere without bitterness/I pray that I will wear it/like a scapular against cynicism/and that it will act as agent/to distil my anger into action/I pray that on pet days like this one/that somehow finds me/in the sanctuary of St Bridget’s well/beside a young person grieving/that it will make me able/ that it will make me gentle.”

     At first glance this is not the Sarah Clancy Galway has known. Immediately however Galway’s rapper is back in full flow as her second poem begins:

“...for the striving, for the starlings all fetched up by cold/for the crow and his shriekery, for the everyday ebb/and its thievery, for the lap- dancing punters who look/into the faces of the prey they exploit, for the do-gooders/who wouldn’t, the god-be-with-yous and for the dot the dot the dot the dot.”

      What follows is an amazing panorama of thoughts, beliefs, savage attacks, lyrical and romantic interludes, sometimes stinging, sometimes cajoling (one of the poems is entitled ‘My Thoughts Are Carrots My Thoughts Are Sticks’) never sequential, a whole dam burst of words that leaves the reader breathless and bewildered.

     As the collection develops, out of this existentialist mayhem, a synthesis, albeit a fragile one, emerges and Clancy attempts to reach a deeper level of honesty and truth:

“Somedays I am applicant,/somedays I am unsuccessful applicant/or one of more hundred highly qualified applicants/most days now I am not disappointed by this/because I had to make some cuts/and first I severed the part where hope lives/yes that was severe but remember/ we’re all suffering here”.

Eventually she seems to find her place and a basis to work from:

“And I know about Mahon who seems to conclude/that the only true poetry is not to write it/but he does anyway just not so very much/as he used to, on the way back I passed the postman/and made him a symbol of something/of structure and timekeeping and capitalism/and I thought I am a prisoner of theory and culture.”

In its totality, this is possibly the most important poetry collection to appear this year, not only for its energy and vibrancy, its word power and its intriguing rhythms, but also because of the poet’s honesty in admitting freely of her aesthetic fragility. In doing so, she has taken a massive step towards poetic maturity and has fully served her apprenticeship.

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