POEM BY JOSEPH PLUNKETT
As there were so many people taking photographs at this location in Kilkenny I was unable to capture any images that I was happy with so I decided to come back later but the weather turned really bad and I did not get the opportunity to revisit this small war memorial on the banks of the River Nore in Kilkenny City.
The captivating story of Grace Gifford and Joseph Plunkett is widely recognised as one of the most tragic love stories in Ireland’s history. Grace and Joe are brought together by their love for Ireland and their shared ideals and spirituality. They are married in Kilmainham Gaol but their life together is cut tragically short by the violence of the 1916 Easter Rising. Their love for each other and their country will always be remembered.
I See His Blood Upon The Rose
I see his blood upon the rose
And in the stars the glory of his eyes,
His body gleams amid eternal snows,
His tears fall from the skies.
I see his face in every flower;
The thunder and the singing of the birds
Are but his voice-and carven by his power
Rocks are his written words.
All pathways by his feet are worn,
His strong heart stirs the ever-beating sea,
His crown of thorns is twined with every thorn,
His cross is every tree.
Joseph Mary Plunkett (21 November 1887 – 4 May 1916) was an Irish republican, poet and journalist. As a leader of the 1916 Easter Rising, he was one of the seven signatories to the Proclamation of the Irish Republic. Plunkett married Grace Gifford in 1916, seven hours before his execution.
In his will, Joseph left everything to his widow, but his parents refused to honour it. She remained resolutely nationalist after her husband’s death and was imprisoned in Kilmainham jail for three months in 1923. She never remarried and outlived her husband by 39 years.