Poems

Gabriel Fitzmaurice: Two Poems

On My Sixty-Second Birthday To think I’m sixty-two and still alive! The music didn’t kill me, nor the booze, The dangers and the depths that I survived In thrall to a dark and lonely muse. To think I’m sixty-two and still alive While others I have loved are now no more, I’m still around to sing and play and jive As the shades of night-time gather at my door. Tonight I’ll go to Máiréad’s for a song With The Boghole Boys, our band from long ago, We’ll sing and dance and drink the whole night long Joyful now where once…

Subscribe to get access to all online articles

Digital Subscription

$68/ YR

Get the latest ideas from Australia’s most insightful writers.

Subscribe

  • Digital Subscription includes
  • Online editions of Quadrant Magazine
  • Printed editions of Quadrant Magazine
  • iPad ready PDF
  • Access to Quadrant Archives
  •  
  •  

Printed & Digital Subscription

$87/ YR

For avid readers of leading ideas
from Australia’s brightest.

Subscribe

  • Printed & Digital Subscription includes
  • Online editions of Quadrant Magazine
  • Printed editions of Quadrant Magazine
  • iPad ready PDF
  • Access to Quadrant Archives
  •  
  •  

Quadrant Patron

$300/ YR

Show your support for Australia’s
most open minded publication.

Subscribe

  • Quadrant Patron includes
  • Online editions of Quadrant Magazine
  • Printed editions of Quadrant Magazine
  • iPad ready PDF
  • Access to Quadrant Archives
  • All new editions of Quadrant Books
  • Exclusive invitations to Quadrant Dinners, book launches and events.