Passing of the Gael
This week has seen the passing of Chris Caswell harp maker and Celtic musician well known to the music community and very much missed. A few words about Chris during the show and the following found poem with his music in mind.
Music is a strange and useless thing, it doesn’t offer shelter from the storm
It really doesn’t ease the sting of living or nourish us or keep us warm.
Yet men expend their lives learning how to juggle these bits of noise and
by their swift illusion … to confound the heart with fleeting and elusive joys
And I am full of quaking gratitude that this exalted folly still exists, that
in a world of dull mood a piper can still whistle in the mist
His notes are pebbles dropping into time, how sweetly mad it is
And how sublime.