Monday, 16 October 2017

Ophelia moves on with little
trace of damage in Askeaton

The River Deel is at a high point in Askeaton, Co Limerick, this evening (Photograph: Patrick Comerford, 2017)

Patrick Comerford

Although Storm Ophelia has swept up the coast of Ireland from Dingle to Donegal, calm appears to have descended on this part of Co Limerick.

Despite reports of damage and destruction have come in the wake of the worst storm to hit Ireland since 1961, Askeaton seems to have escaped the havoc wreaked by the hurricane.

With the high winds that have raged throughout the day, I had remained indoors until the strong winds had abated.

After the worst of the storm had passed, and winds had calmed down, I ventured out with a sense of caution and trepidation this evening for a short walk.

I wanted to check that everything was safe around the Rectory and the Rectory grounds, and to see that all was safe at the church, including the roof, the windows, the bell and the tower.

The River Deel below the bridge and the castle in Askeaton this evening (Photograph: Patrick Comerford, 2017)

Askeaton is eerily calm this evening. There have been no buses between here and Limerick throughout the day, there is little traffic, leaves have piled up on the footpaths, and a few signs have blown down. Most shops, supermarkets and pubs, as well as the schools have remained closed, and only one or two are opening at this late stage.

I could find nowhere to buy The Irish Times or The Guardian, and the cancellation of postal deliveries means The Economist has not arrived yet either.

Two engagements I had in Rathkeale this morning were cancelled yesterday and the school remains closed again tomorrow. Parishioners have been generous and gentle calling to know how I am faring alone.

The River Deel is at a high level this evening, swirling around the castle ruins and reaching a high point along the quays below the bridge.

Two short, and very brief power outages have left me fumbling about trying to reset radios, clocks, the cooker and the printer/photocopier. I have three more meetings in the rectory during the coming week, and I can be thankful that Storm Ophelia has passed, leaving little damage to life in Askeaton.

News reports are concentrating on the three accidental deaths today, the power cuts and the impact of the storm on business and working life. But I am left wondering this evening how homeless people on the streets of our towns and cities have been cared for throughout the day, and how they are going to fare tonight.

Bare trees in the rectory gardens in Askeaton this evening (Photograph: Patrick Comerford, 2017)

Waiting for Ophelia to make
landfall here this morning

‘Ophelia’ by Sir John Everett Millais (Tate Images, http://www.tate-images.com/results.asp?image=N01506&wwwflag=3&imagepos=2, Public Domain, https://commons.wikimedia.org/w/index.php?curid=13455290)

Patrick Comerford

Hurricane Ophelia is about to strike this part of Ireland, making landfall within the next few hours.

Schools and businesses have closed, everyone has been warned not to undertake journeys, and my meetings and visits today were cancelled as soon as the Red Alert was extended to Co Limerick yesterday afternoon.

Met √Čireann is warning of winds and gusts from 80 to 130 kph across this part of Ireland today and the weather service issued a red warning for Kerry, Limerick, Clare, Galway, Mayo, Cork, Waterford and Wexford, with an orange wind warning for the rest of Ireland. By late last night, the red warning had been extended to the whole island.

I expect many families in this parish from north Kerry through west Limerick are anxious about what is going to happen when Hurricane Ophelia strikes within the next few hours. The south bank of the Shannon estuary extends along a stretch of over 70 km, from a point north Ferrybridge on the banks of the River Maigue in Co Limerick to a point on the Kerry coast north of Ballybunion.

My images of Ophelia have been shaped over the past half century by William Shakespeare. Fifty years ago, as a schoolboy in Gormanston in 1967, I had started reading Hamlet, in preparation for sitting Honours English the Leaving Certificate in 1969.

But as I tried to sweep up some of the leaves around the Rectory late yesterday before darkness settled – knowing this was a futile exercise that everything was going to be blown about and swept up in the storm today – the enduring image of Ophelia that came to mind among those leaves was Ophelia, the Pre-Raphaelite painting by Sir John Everett Millais (1851-1852), now in the Tate Britain in London.

In his painting, Millais depicts Ophelia singing before she drowns in a river. Today this work is admired for its beauty and for its accurate depiction of a natural landscape.

Millais painted Ophelia in the Surrey countryside, close to the very place where William Holman Hunt painted The Light of the World.

The painting shows Ophelia singing as she floats in a river just before she drowns. Her drowning is not actually an event in the staged play, but is recalled by Queen Gertrude in Act IV, Scene VII.

She describes how Ophelia fell into the river from an overhanging tree while she was gathering flowers. Ophelia lies in the water singing songs, unaware of the danger (‘incapable of her own distress’). Her clothes, trapping air, have allow her to stay afloat briefly:

Her clothes spread wide,
And, mermaid-like, awhile they bore her up
.

But eventually, ‘her garments, heavy with their drink, / Pull’d the poor wretch from her melodious lay’ down ‘to muddy death.’

Gertrude’s description of Ophelia’s death is often seen as one of the most poetically written death scenes in literature.

Millais in his painting presents Ophelia with her arms open and her eyes in an upwards gaze. It is a pose that resembles traditional portrayals of saints and martyrs, but also has erotic undertones.

The painting is known for its depiction of the detailed flora of the river and the riverbank, stressing the patterns of growth and decay in a natural ecosystem. But, while Shakespeare sets Hamlet in Denmark, the Surrey landscape in this painting is quintessentially English.

Ophelia is seen as a woman who has lived a life awaiting happiness, only to find her destiny on the verge of death. The intense colours in the landscape make her pale in comparison.

Ophelia was modelled by the artist and muse Elizabeth Eleanor Siddal (1829-1862), who was then a 19-year-old. Millais had Lizzie Siddal lie fully clothed in a full bathtub in his studio at 7 Gower Street, London. As it was winter, he placed oil lamps under the tub to warm the water, but was so intent on his work that he allowed them to go out. As a result, she caught a severe cold.

Lizzie Siddal married Dante Gebriel Rossetti in Hastings in 1860. She was his model for his paintings of Beata Beatrix and other works, and she was a model for other Pre-Raphaelite artists, including Holman Hunt.

After her tragic death, Rossetti wrote of her:

What of the heart without her? Nay, poor heart,
Of thee what word remains ere speech be still?
A wayfarer by barren ways and chill,
Steep ways and weary, without her thou art,
Where the long cloud, the long wood’s counterpart,
Sheds doubled up darkness up the labouring hill.


Lizzie Siddal’s brother-in-law, William Michael Rossetti, her brother-in-law, described her as ‘a most beautiful creature with an air between dignity and sweetness with something that exceeded modest self-respect and partook of disdainful reserve; tall, finely-formed with a lofty neck and regular yet somewhat uncommon features, greenish-blue unsparkling eyes, large perfect eyelids, brilliant complexion and a lavish heavy wealth of coppery golden hair.’

As schoolboys reading Hamlet, we imagined Ophelia as a turbulent, disturbed and over-active woman, which may also have been a description of Lizzie Sidall. Perhaps this is why Hurricane Ophelia has been so named.

Leaves before the storm … waiting for Ophelia in the Rectory garden in Askeaton (Photograph: Patrick Comerford, 2017)