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The Weaver’s Grave
May 26 @ 7:30 pm - 9:30 pm€5
The first of the rehearsed readings for the 2018-2019 season is
The Weaver’s Grave
Micheal O hAodha
MEEHAUL LYNSKY, an old Nailer, played by Philip Gleeson.
CAHIR BOWES, an old stonebreaker, played by Dáithí O Broin.
THE WIDOW, played by Mary Conlon.
1st GRAVEDIGGER, played by Martin O’Connor.
2nd GRAVEDIGGER, played by Andrew Dancey.
MALACHI ROOHAN, a very old Cooper, played by Michael Sharp.
NAN ROOHAN, his daughter, played by Emma Hurley.
Mortimer Hehir, the weaver, had died and they had come in search, of his grave to Cloon na Morav, the Meadow of the Dead.
Meehaul Lynskey , the nail-maker, was first across the stile. There was excitement in his face. His long warped body moved in a shuffle over the ground.
Following him came Cahir Bowes, the stone-breaker, who was so beaten down from the hips forward, that his back was horizontal as the back of an animal. His right hand held a stick which propped him up in front, his left hand clutched his coat behind, just above the small of the back. By these devices kept himself from toppling head over heels as he walked. Mother earth was the brow of Cahir Bowes by magnetic force, and Cahir Bowes was resisting her fatal kiss to the last. And just now there was animation in the face he raised from its customary contemplation of the ground.
Both old men had the air of those who had been unexpectedly let loose. For a long time they had lurked somewhere in the shadows of life, the world having no business for them, and now, suddenly, they had been remembered and called forth to perform an office which nobody else on earth could perform. The excitement in their faces as they crossed over the stile into Cloon na Morav expressed a vehemence in their belated usefulness.
Hot on their heels came two dark, handsome, stoutly built men, alike even to the cord that tied their corduroy trousers under their knees, and, being grave-diggers, they carried flashing spades.
Last of all, and after a little delay, a firm white hand was, laid on the stile, a dark figure followed, the figure of a woman, whose palely sad face was picturesquely, almost dramatically, framed in a black shawl which hung from the crown of the head. She was the widow of Mortimer Hehir, the weaver, and she followed the others into
Cloon na Morav, the Meadow of the Dead.
No prior booking for rehearsed readings.
Patrons are advised to arrive early to avoid disappointment.
Tea and Coffee with light refreshments served.