Poem
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| Title | Rotating |
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| Author | Michael J. Whelan |
Instances of Publication
A published appearance of this poem.
| Collection/Anthology | Year of Publication | Medium | View Details |
|---|---|---|---|
| Rules of Engagement | 2019 | Print Collection | View Details |
Publication Instance Details #2144
Collection/Anthology Details
| Collection/Anthology | Rules of Engagement |
|---|---|
| Date of Publication | 2019 |
| Publisher | Doire Press (Ireland) |
| Page Number(s) | 28 |
Publication Overview
| Translation | Is Multilingual | Explicit Irish Context? | Ekphrasis | Has Paratext? | Reference to News, Media or Technology |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|
No |
No |
Yes |
No |
Yes |
No |
Details
| Human Rights Issues | |
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| Irish Context | |
| Languages | |
| Genre | Short Lyric |
| Medium | Print Collection |
| Paratext Text | Irish UN Peacekeeping troops deployment from Casement Aerodrome, Baldonnell |
| Notes | This poem describes Irish troops about to be deployed on UN peacekeeping missions. The minutiae and mundane details of the morning of departure are included in the poem, as well as the emotionally-charged separations from family, already concluded. The poet-speaker of the poem remembers his own time abroad in peacekeeping missions, and recalls those who didn't manage to make it back from their own assignments, a six month spell that will now last forever. The speaker is proud of the things his country has done as a part of UN peacekeeping missions, despite the people who have lost over the years. |
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