[{"node":{"title":"Boyd115","Collections":"Boyd Letters","Contributor":"Boyd Estate","Coverage":"19 Jan","Creator":"Linen Hall Library","Date":"Wednesday, March 16, 2016","Format":"TIFF","Identifier":"Boyd115","Item Description":"Letter","Keywords":"Threshold, Ais-Eiri, Lyric","Language":"English","Path":"https://www.niliteraryarchive.com/content/boyd115","Publisher":"Linen Hall Library","Relation":"Linen Hall Library","Rights":"Attribution-NonCommercial-ShareAlike CC BY-NC-SA","Scanned image":{"src":"https://www.niliteraryarchive.com/sites/default/files/Boyd115_1.jpg","alt":""},"Source":"LHL Archive","Transcript":"\ufeff- 4-\n\nfor the theatre has specialised in poetic drama,\nparticularly Yeats. This isn't to say that non-poetic\ndrama is excluded from the repertoire - Williams, Millar,\nRopit, O\u2019Neill have all had notable productions.\n\nPat dalvin and I share the editorship of Threshold,\nthe twenty-sixth issue of which has just appeared.\n(I'll send you a copy). This magazine is one of the\noffshoots of the Lyric - others such as the Art Gallery\nare in temporary abeyance. By the way, it strikes me\nthat Ais-Siri and ourselves have a great deal in common,\nand could learn from each other. Let\u2019s do so. Send\nme the next issue please.\n\nI wish I'd known of the existence of An Claidheamh\nSoluis a year and a half ago when I was in New York\nfor a week! the loneliest week of my life. I knew\nnobody, spoke to nobody, and wandered the streets talking\nto myself. It was mid-March so I saw the parade on the\nseventeenth (the article by Dick Ryan in Ais-Biri brought\nit all back to me). I\u2019m sure Ryan is right when he\nsays that something has become corrupted in the way you\ncelebrate St. Patrick\u2019s day there, but all the same it\nmeant a good deal to one lonely visitor, though normally not\naddicted to parades of any kind. I find here at home\nthe Twelfth of July to be the saddest parade in the world.\n","Type":"Text"}}]