{"id":11977,"date":"2017-04-04T11:00:00","date_gmt":"2017-04-04T11:00:00","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/mickgb.com\/?p=11977"},"modified":"2024-04-08T01:12:43","modified_gmt":"2024-04-08T01:12:43","slug":"an-maistir","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/mickgb.com\/ga\/an-maistir\/","title":{"rendered":"An M\u00e1istir"},"content":{"rendered":"

l\u00e9irmheas<\/span>, review; <\/span>fi\u00fantas<\/span>, worth; <\/span>doleigheasta<\/span>, incurable; <\/span>castacht<\/span>, complexity; <\/span>truif\u00e9is<\/span>, rubbish; <\/span>sna hadharca ag a ch\u00e9ile<\/span>, in conflict with one another; <\/span>c\u00f3isir<\/span>, party; <\/span>iomrasc\u00e1il<\/span>, wrestling; <\/span>ganntan<\/span>, want.<\/span><\/p>

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I mB\u00e9al an Phobail<\/p>

L\u00e9irmheas<\/p>

Peadar Bair\u00e9ad<\/span><\/p>

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\u201cT h e M a s t e r\u201d<\/span><\/p>

Ba mhaith liom, an tseachtain seo, p\u00edosa beag a scr\u00edobh faoi \u201cThe Master\u201d, an leabhar is d\u00e9ana\u00ed \u00f3 pheann l\u00edofa an \u00fadair ild\u00e1naigh sin, Colm T\u00f3ib\u00edn. N\u00ed h\u00e9 seo an ch\u00e9ad uair agam piosa a scr\u00edobh sa chol\u00fan seo faoi leabhar le Colm T\u00f3ib\u00edn, n\u00f3 tharla gur scr\u00edobh m\u00e9 l\u00e9irmheas faoi \u201cThe Blackwater Lightship\u201d agus faoi \u201cThe Sign of the Cross: Travels in Catholic Europe\u201d anseo cheana, agus chomh fada is a bhaineann s\u00e9 liomsa, is \u00e9 seo an leabhar is fearr f\u00f3s uaidh.<\/span><\/p>

Duine d\u00ednn fh\u00e9in isea Colm, fear a rugadh agus a t\u00f3gadh sa t\u00edr seo. T\u00e1 c\u00f3na\u00ed air faoi l\u00e1thair i mBaile \u00c1tha Cliath. T\u00e1 \u00farsc\u00e9alta eile scr\u00edofa aige freisin, The South, The Heather Blazing, agus The Story of the Night, agus lena gcois si\u00fad, t\u00e1 roinnt mhaith eile scr\u00edbhneoireachta d\u00e9anta aige freisin, Lady Gregory\u2019s Toothbrush, Homage to Barcelona, Bad Blood: A Walk Along the Irish Border, agus tuilleadh. Bh\u00ed an Blackwater Lightship ar an ngearrliosta don Booker Prize, sa bhliain 1999, rud a l\u00e9ir\u00edonn fi\u00fantas <\/span>agus aitheantas an \u00fadair l\u00edofa seo.<\/span><\/p>

Biographic<\/span><\/p>

Bheadh ar dhuine a admh\u00e1il i dtosach anseo nach gn\u00e1th\u00farsc\u00e9al at\u00e1 faoi chaibidil anseo againn, n\u00f3 ar bhealach, is cos\u00fala le beathaisn\u00e9is \u00e9, ina n-\u00e9ir\u00edonn leis an \u00fadar a bhealach a dh\u00e9anamh isteach go smior anama Henry James, an scr\u00edbhneoir c\u00e1ili\u00fail, scili\u00fail, d\u00e9anta, sin, a rugadh is a t\u00f3gadh sna St\u00e1it Aontaithe, ach ar thaisteala\u00ed doleigheasta \u00e9, a chaith bun\u00fas a <\/span>laethe ar f\u00e1n i measc chathracha m\u00f3ra na hEorpa, \u00f3 chathair \u00e1rsa na R\u00f3imhe go Londain Shasana, agus \u00f3 Florence go P\u00e1ras \u00e1lainn na Fraince. Is f\u00e9idir le duine a r\u00e1, faoin \u00farsc\u00e9al seo, go bhfuil a bhuaic sroichte ag an \u00fadar sa saothar suimi\u00fail seo, n\u00f3 n\u00edl bun chleite amach, n\u00f3 barr chleite isteach, \u00f3 th\u00fas deireadh an tsaothair ild\u00e1naigh seo. Bheadh ar dhuine a r\u00e1, i dtosach b\u00e1ire, go bhfuil cuma na taighde agus blas na scol\u00e1ireachta ar chuile fhocal sa leabhar seo, n\u00f3 caithfhidh go bhfuil chuile sh\u00f3rt d\u00e1r s<\/span>cr\u00edobh James, l\u00e9ite agus tuigthe ag Colm T\u00f3ib\u00edn, agus n\u00ed focal beag n\u00f3 suarach \u00e9 sin, mar ba scr\u00edbhneoir l\u00edofa l\u00edonmhar \u00e9 an Henry James c\u00e9anna sin. Amanta, cheapf\u00e1 gurbh fhearr a thuig an T\u00f3ib\u00edneach \u00e9, n\u00e1 mar a thuig James castachta a aigne agus a anama fh\u00e9in. N\u00edl dabht ach oiread, ach go bhfuil cuma na foirfeachta agus na snastachta ar st\u00edl an \u00fadair sa leabhar seo.<\/span><\/p>

F\u00e9ach mar a chuireann s\u00e9 t\u00fas lena sc\u00e9al, tr\u00e1<\/span>th raibh James i Londain Shasana, in Eanair na bliana 1895, c\u00e9ad is deich mbliana \u00f3 shoin anois. Tamall roimh bhreacadh an lae a bh\u00ed ann, agus dh\u00faisigh s\u00e9 de thoradh na mbriongl\u00f3id\u00ed aisteacha a bh\u00ed \u00e1 chr\u00e1 le tamall anuas.<\/span><\/p>

\u201cSometimes in the night he dreamed about the dead \u2013 familiar faces and the others, half-forgotten ones, fleetingly summoned up. Now as he woke, it was, he imagined, an hour or more before the dawn; there would be no sound or movement for several hours; He touched the muscles on his neck <\/span>which had become stiff; to his fingers they seemed unyielding and solid but not painful. As he moved his head, he could hear the muscles creaking. I am like an old door, he said to himself.\u201d<\/span><\/p>

Ach ba \u00e9 an bhriongl\u00f3id ba mh\u00f3 a chuaigh i gcionn air, n\u00f3 briongl\u00f3id ina bhfaca s\u00e9 aghaidh a mh\u00e1thar agus \u00ed ag imp\u00ed air, rud eic\u00ednt, nach raibh f\u00e1il aici air, a fh\u00e1il di, ach sula bhf\u00e9adfadh s\u00ed c\u00farsa\u00ed a mh\u00edni\u00fa d\u00f3, dh\u00fais\u00edodh s\u00e9 as a chodladh. N\u00edl dabht ar domhan ach go raibh sp\u00e9is neamhghn\u00e1ch aige i mbriongl\u00f3id\u00ed, agus <\/span>i ngach uile sh\u00f3rt a bhain leis an saol eile.<\/span><\/p>

The staging of \u201cGuy Domville\u201d<\/span><\/p>

Thart ar an am seo, bh\u00ed dr\u00e1ma d\u00e1 chuid, \u201cGuy Domville\u201d, \u00e1 ullmh\u00fa le chur ar an ard\u00e1n, agus chuir sin ar b\u00eds \u00e9 freisin. Nuair a th\u00e1inig o\u00edche an l\u00e9irithe, an c\u00faigi\u00fa l\u00e1 d\u2019Eanair, n\u00ed fh\u00e9adfadh s\u00e9 su\u00ed isteach san Amharclann \u00e1irithe sin, agus tharla go ndeachaigh s\u00e9 isteach in Amharclann eile, ina raibh dr\u00e1ma le Wilde \u00e1 l\u00e9iri\u00fa. Thug s\u00e9 faoi deara gur bhain an lucht \u00e9isteachta an-taitneamh go deo as, b\u00edodh gur cheap James fh\u00e9in nach raibh ann ach truif\u00e9is. Bhuel, th\u00e1inig n\u00f3im\u00e9ad na f\u00edrinne, ar deireadh thiar, <\/span>agus ba \u00e9 a tharla d\u00e1 dhr\u00e1ma fh\u00e9in n\u00f3 gur theip glan air, ar an ard\u00e1n. N\u00edor thaitin s\u00e9 leis an lucht \u00e9isteachta, olc, maith, n\u00f3 dona.<\/span><\/p>

\u201cThey hooted and roared and when the curtain came down they catcalled and yelled abuse…..\u201d<\/span><\/p>

Shocraigh a \u00fadar \u00e9ir\u00ed as dr\u00e1ma\u00ed a scr\u00edobh feasta, rud a dh\u00edrigh a pheann ar \u00farsc\u00e9alta agus ar chine\u00e1lacha eile scr\u00edbhneoireachta. Agus b\u00edodh gur bhain s\u00e9 c\u00e1il amach d\u00f3 fh\u00e9in sna r\u00e9ims\u00ed sin, n\u00ed raibh s\u00e9 ag brath feasta ar mholadh an tslua lena spreagadh chun pinn.<\/span><\/p>

An Irish Visit<\/span><\/p>

D\u2019iompaigh s\u00e9 \u00f3n ndr\u00e1ma\u00edocht, agus ba \u00e9 toradh a bh\u00ed ar sin, n\u00f3 gur \u00e9irigh leis sraith de leabhair den scoth a scr\u00edobh, ach n\u00edl dabht ar domhan ach gur chuir teip a dhr\u00e1ma isteach go m\u00f3r ar James, agus i bhFeabhra na bliana 1895, ghlac s\u00e9 go fonnmhar le cuireadh \u00f3 Lord Wolseley dul go h\u00c9irinn ar feadh scathaimh. Tharla ag an am sin, go raibh an Lord c\u00e9anna sin i gceannas ar Arm Shasana in \u00c9irinn, agus ag an am gc\u00e9anna, fuair s\u00e9 cuireadh \u00f3 Lord Houghton, a bh\u00ed tar \u00e9is a cheaptha mar Lord Lieutenant ar \u00c9ir<\/span>inn. Bh\u00ed an bheirt sin sna hadharca ag a ch\u00e9ile ag iarraidh ar James a mhealladh chucu fh\u00e9in mar aoi in \u00c9irinn. Chuaigh s\u00e9, n\u00f3 cheap s\u00e9 go nd\u00e9anfadh tamall saoire maitheas d\u00f3, agus go raibh chuile sheans ann go mbeadh dearmad d\u00e9anta ag daoine, ar a theip sa dr\u00e1ma\u00edocht, faoin am a bhfillfeadh s\u00e9 ar Londain ar\u00eds.<\/span><\/p>

\u201cHe went to Ireland since it was easy to travel there and because he did not believe it would strain his nerves. Neither Lord Houghton, the new Lord Lieutenant, whose <\/span>father he had also known, nor Lord Wolseley, who had become Commander-in-Chief of Her Majesty\u2019s forces in Ireland, had seen his play; he agreed to spend a week with each.\u201d<\/span><\/p>

Thuig s\u00e9 an ch\u00fais ar ball, n\u00f3 tharla ag an am go raibh uaisle na t\u00edre seo tar \u00e9is di\u00falt\u00fa d\u00e1 n-aoicht, agus sa ch\u00e1s sin, bh\u00ed orthu aoinna a iomp\u00f3rt\u00e1il \u00f3 Shasana, le frestal ar a gc\u00f3isir\u00ed is ar a rinc\u00ed. <\/span><\/p>

Orientation<\/span><\/p>

Tr\u00e1th raibh s\u00e9 anseo in \u00c9irinn, feiceann muid \u00e9 ag iomrasc\u00e1il lena dhearcadh i leith ch\u00farsa\u00ed gn\u00e9is, t\u00e9ad a th\u00e9ann tr\u00edd an leabar ar fad, agus d\u00e1la an sc\u00e9il, fadhb n\u00e1r \u00e9irigh leis an M\u00e1istir, le Henry James fh\u00e9in, a scaoileadh roimh dheireadh an sc\u00e9il. Dhealr\u00f3dh s\u00e9 go raibh an fear c\u00e9anna i gc\u00e1s idir dh\u00e1 chomhairle sna c\u00farsa\u00ed c\u00e9anna sin, agus d\u00edr\u00edonn an t-\u00fadar, an T\u00f3ib\u00edneach, t\u00f3irse a thaighde, go minic tr\u00edd an sc\u00e9al, ar an bhfadhb dhaonna ch\u00e9anna sin. F\u00e9inscr\u00fad\u00fa, sp\u00e9is i mbriongl\u00f3id\u00ed agus sa saol thall, \u00e1<\/span>bhair a spreagann James, ar\u00eds agus ar\u00eds eile tr\u00edd an sc\u00e9al, sin agus fonn pinn nach ligfeadh d\u00f3 m\u00f3r\u00e1n sosa a ghlacadh, feadh a shaoil, sea, agus b\u2019fh\u00e9idir freisin, eagla go dtiocfadh an ganntan ar chuairt chuig a dhoras, i ndeireadh a laethe thiar, a choinnigh ag saothr\u00fa \u00e9 feadh a shaoil. Is iontach go deo an tuiscint at\u00e1 ag an \u00fadar ar mheon, ar aigne, ar \u00e9irim, agus ar phearsantacht an Mh\u00e1istir; toradh a thaighde, a shaothair chrua, agus a gh\u00e9arch\u00fais dh\u00fachais, is c\u00fais leis an dtuiscint c\u00e9anna sin, gan dabh<\/span>t. F\u00e9ach mar a chuirtear \u00e9, sa phoibl\u00edocht i dt\u00fas an leabhair…..<\/span><\/p>

\u201cColm T\u00f3ib\u00edn captures the exquisite anguish of a man whose artistic gifts made his career a triumph but whose private life was haunted by loneliness and longing, and whose sexual identity remained unresolved. Henry James circulated in the grand parlours and palazzos of Europe, he was lauded and admired, yet his attempts at intimacy inevitably failed him and those he tried to love.\u201d<\/span><\/p>

An-leabhar, ach caithfidh m\u00e9 \u00e9 a fh\u00e1g\u00e1il f\u00fat fh\u00e9in ag an bpointe seo, mar t\u00e1 m\u00e9 cinnte go mbainfidh t\u00fa adhmad as an sc\u00e9al suimi\u00fail, sp\u00e9isi\u00fail, spreag\u00fail, seo.<\/span><\/p>

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l\u00e9irmheas, review; fi\u00fantas, worth; doleigheasta, incurable; castacht, complexity; truif\u00e9is, rubbish; sna hadharca ag a ch\u00e9ile, in conflict with one another; c\u00f3isir, party; iomrasc\u00e1il, wrestling; ganntan, want. . I mB\u00e9al an Phobail L\u00e9irmheas Peadar Bair\u00e9ad . \u201cT h e M a s t e r\u201d Ba mhaith liom, an tseachtain seo, p\u00edosa beag a scr\u00edobh faoi […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":13435,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"nf_dc_page":"","_et_pb_use_builder":"","_et_pb_old_content":"","_et_gb_content_width":"","footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-11977","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-gan-chatagoir"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/mickgb.com\/ga\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/11977","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/mickgb.com\/ga\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/mickgb.com\/ga\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/mickgb.com\/ga\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/mickgb.com\/ga\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=11977"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/mickgb.com\/ga\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/11977\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":11978,"href":"https:\/\/mickgb.com\/ga\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/11977\/revisions\/11978"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/mickgb.com\/ga\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media\/13435"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/mickgb.com\/ga\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=11977"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/mickgb.com\/ga\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=11977"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/mickgb.com\/ga\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=11977"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}