AUDIO: Cork born poet Louis de Paor's poem in honour of Rory Gallagher
The renowned poet is a major Rory Gallagher fan and saw him play live at least 12 times.
“I can think of no other musician or artist who gave as much of himself to his audience.” said De Paor.

“The poem wonders whether he fully realised how much that meant to those of us who were at the receiving end of his reckless generosity,” he said.
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(Cork City Hall 1976)
A million miles away from you
right at the back of the hall
my heart was beating
the drums of my hands;
I hadn’t a note in my head
only the grace-notes you picked
from tangled strings
as the knot in my veins
was undone by your brilliant fingers.
I couldn’t work out
why you kept tinkering
with the end of the tune
while the roar of our applause
rose up under the heels of your hands
that kept my dreams above water
as you walked the angry sea.
Did you really not hear
the tide flooding in behind you,
the waves of pounding feet
that rocked the floor of the City Hall
until it rolled like the deck of a ship,
that will never fill the emptiness
you left behind you on stage?
Can you feel it now,
our swiftfingered brightness,
as the light of heaven
shovels silence on the eyes
of the crowd as they press against the stage,
calling you back from the dark:
Rory
Rory
Rory…
Now can you hear me?





