Martin Mooney

• 1950
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Grace was a good fifteen years older than Jerry, but her arms were still soft and white, and Jerry was tired of bumming around, eating in cheap and dirty restaurants; fighting when he for the chance, working in the fisheries when he didn't. Jerry cou...

• Jan-1994
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Martin Mooney’s poems are darkly comic, muscular, inventive and highly charged. Politics simmer beneath the surface of poems that find their energy in the everyday urban experience, be it work at the shipyards, an early morning fishing expediti...