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...rhetoric where mere passion would do-mars Sir Ralph Richardson's swooning reading of The Poetry of Keats (Caedmon), and turns Carl Sandburg's A Lincoln Album (Caedmon) into an uneasy collection of pieties at odds with the vigor of Lincoln's own prose. Cyril Cusack, trying to milk every drop from the "dense and driven" poetry of Gerard Manley Hopkins (Caedmon), lingers with such lip-smacking satisfaction over Hopkins' sprung rhythms, internal rhymes and clashing dissonances-"lush-kept plush-capped sloe"-that the effect is a little like a gold-threaded, jewel-bedecked gown that...
FINNEGANS WAKE (Caedmon) has Cyril Cusack and Siobhan McKenna mounting their bisexcycles and wheeling through Joyce's dream landscape with a flair and gusto few readers bring to the book. Cusack's ramble through "Shem the Penman." with its miragelike puns and softly melting sentences, is a triumph of rhythm, sound and suggestion...
Several remarkable platters of pressed peat have been offered the reader in recent years, the more bizarre of them including At Swim-Two-Birds, by Flann O'Brien (alias Myles na gCopaleen), and The Ginger Man (TIME, June 2), by J. P. Donleavy. Ireland's Ralph Cusack, an eccentric horticulturist and ex-painter, has written Cadenza as if to prove that O'Brien and Donleavy were squares and that James Joyce was well within his rights when he borrowed the English language and returned it in a condition unfit for use by the original owners. Cadenza...
...baffled reader may well ask, in Desmond's own words: "God damn it all to Hell, what on earth [is] going on?" Yet he will be persuaded by Author Cusack's virtuosity with word and image that the confusion has its own logic...
Railway porters, French whores, ferocious Irish colonels, obsessed priests, poets, lovely girls and frustrated concert violinists loom up in the story and disappear. Each page of the book has its verbal delights, but it is doubtful if Cusack has made a true mosaic of his brilliant bits of colored stone...