are our stories. We tell them to stay alive or keep alive those who only live
now in the telling. That’s how it seems to me, being alive for a little while,
the teller and the told.
So says Ruthie Swain. The bedridden daughter of a
dead poet, home from college after a collapse, she is trying to find her father
through stories, through generations of family history in County Clare, and
through her own writing. Ruthie also turns to the books her father left behind,
his library transposed to her bedroom and stacked on the floor, which she
pledges to work her way through while she’s still living.
In her attic room, with the rain rushing down the
windows, Ruthie writes Ireland, with its weather, its rivers, its lilts, and
its lows. The stories she uncovers and recounts bring back to life multiple
generations buried in this soil—and they might just bring her back into the
world again, too. Download and start listening now!