Poetry: The Change We Sought & The Starry Cow

Tadgh Quill-Manley presents two poems "The Change We Sought", about revolutionary change and disillusionment, and "The Starry Cow", about farmers facing exploitation.

A painting of 19th century workers operating cranes to retrieve kelp from a beach.
Les brûleuses de varech (The Kelp Burners) by Georges Clairin, 1882. Source: Musée d'art et d'histoire de Saint-Brieuc

By Tadgh Quill-Manley

The Change We Sought

Every revolution ever

Devised by the most clever

From the rot, they sever

And souls naive

Of anew, believe

Assuming it not too far gone

To rectify all that’s wrong


They must be ready to stand up, then

For combat in the villain’s den

And although it is not as mighty

The sword decides who holds the pen


Yet history provides a warning

And the idealist may end up mourning

For those without a Machiavellian trait

Are warriors destined for a tragic fate

As it seems that thoroughly good men

Will never be esteemed as great

Those who gain control may revise the theme

Drifting ever further from the dream

Men of puerile mind

To knives are blind

And that vision once so fabled

Destroyed by some, we many enabled

On reflection, it makes the morose sigh

When they hear that brave man’s cry

“We serve neither King nor Kaiser”

Acting as a battle galvaniser

Due to the fact that ‘ad finem’

There’s superficial change achieved since then

And all of us are none the wiser

Members of the Citizen Army Group before the ITWU in 1914. A banner says "We Serve Neither King Nor Kaiser, But Ireland!"
"We Serve Neither King nor Kaiser, but Ireland!" Cropped photograph by the Keogh Brothers, Dublin, 1914. Source: National Library of Ireland on the Commons

The Starry Cow

One More Cow, One More Sow

Another acre cultivated

By a shining plough

The farmer’s son takes off his hat

Wiping the sweat from his brow

Their productive loans are being called in

Lives changed at the financier’s whim

To survive, they’ll work for life and limb

Yet their malnourished bones are wearing thin

The processor purchases milk below cost

And no buyers for our fields of maize

It looks like all hope is now lost

It seems, rarely these days 

That honest work ever pays

One More Cow, One More Sow

We are coming closer, acre by acre

Until we use our Starry Plough

Let’s grow a harvest from the soil

And struggle living from our toil

About the Author

Tadgh Quill-Manley is guest contributor to Dynamic Zero.

Quill-Manley is studying to be a barrister at King's Inns, Ireland. He is the youngest-ever member elected to the Council of the Irish Council of Social Housing, and has also served on the boards of (but not limited to) the National Adult Literacy Agency and the National Advocacy Service (Patient Advocacy Service and Advocacy Service for People with Disabilities). He is hon. treasurer of Aontas Scríbhneoirí Éireann (Irish Writers' Association, Ireland's only nominating body for the Nobel Prize for Literature) and at the age of 18 was shortlisted for Best Screenplay at the Beverly Hills International Film Festival and won Best Screenplay at the Philadelphia Youth Film Festival. He has had poetry and short stories published in Irish and European publications.

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