Brendan Kennelly - Works

Works

  • Cast a Cold Eye (1959) with Rudi Holzapfel
  • The Rain, the Moon (1961) with Rudi Holzapfel
  • The Dark About Our Loves (1962) Rudi Holzapfel
  • Green Townlands (1963). Rudi Holzapfel
  • Let Fall No Burning Leaf (1963)
  • The Crooked Cross (1963) novel
  • My Dark Fathers (1964)
  • Up and At It (1965)
  • Collection One: Getting Up Early (1966)
  • Good Souls to Survive (1967)
  • The Florentines (1967) novel
  • Dream of a Black Fox (1968)
  • Selected Poems (1969)
  • A Drinking Cup, Poems from the Irish (1970)
  • The Penguin Book of Irish Verse (19700 editor
  • Bread (1971)
  • Love Cry (1972)
  • Salvation, The Stranger (1972)
  • The Voices (1973)
  • Shelley in Dublin (1974)
  • A Kind of Trust (1975)
  • New and Selected Poems (1976)
  • Cromwell (1983)
  • Mary, from the Irish of Muireadach Albanach Ó Dálaigh (1987)
  • A Time for Voices: Selected Poems 1960-1990 (1990)
  • Euripides' Medea (1991)
  • The Book of Judas (1991)
  • Poetry Me Arse (1995)
  • The Man Made of Rain (1998)
  • The Singing Tree (1998)
  • Glimpses (2001)
  • The Little Book of Judas (2002)
  • Reservoir Voices (2009)
  • The Essential Brendan Kennelly: Selected Poems, Wake Forest University Press (2011)

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