This week, I will deviate from my usual notes and focus on the study of a unique and intriguing personality. As I mentioned in a previous note, my dear friend, who is currently enjoying a well-deserved holiday by the sea, has ventured into the world of poetry. It’s a curious turn of events that the most amiable of men should have turned his hand to poetry, even if it means that he has directed his newfound poetic talents against me.
“D. B. Urgo” has unleashed his verses upon me with an unexpected fervor. While I cannot help but lament that such a kindly soul would resort to poetic vengeance, I must admit that his verses do possess a certain salty charm, much like the sea itself. They have managed to endure for a week now, and while they may soon fade away like so many printed words, it is only fitting that they have their moment in the sun.
“D. B. Urgo” expects a response, and respond I shall. He is a worthy opponent in this poetic duel, and I accept his challenge. But before I do, allow me to paint a portrait of this remarkable man, for he is truly a unique and captivating individual.
D. B. Urgo possesses the hardy characteristics of his Norman heritage, a lineage that conquered England and made its mark on the green isle of Erin. He has a penchant for adventure and an unmatched love for a game of “forty-five,” where he consistently proves himself as the masterful archer. Despite his amiable disposition, he never shies away from a good-natured argument and is always ready for a spirited debate.
His manner is never more delightful than when he engages in these lively discussions. While he may jest and spar with his words, it is all in good humor. However, his wit and satire are sharp, and he takes full advantage of the seaside surroundings to infuse his verses with both mirth and insight.
Beside the sea, he finds his muse, and his verses flow with a particular zest. But beneath the jovial exterior lies a longing—a yearning for the company of friends and the conviviality of shared drinks. His soul craves the active and vigorous life, and the seaside, while beautiful, cannot fully quench this thirst for companionship and revelry.
And yet, there is no denying his ability to craft jokes and anecdotes that can lure even the most steadfast of companions into a game of cards or a spirited debate. He possesses a talent for creating an atmosphere of merriment and camaraderie that is unparalleled.
But now, let us delve into a new facet of our seaside poet—a host. D. B. Urgo is a remarkable host, and it is no laughing matter. His ability to entertain is matched only by his skill in pouring a generous glass of whiskey and serving the finest soda from Limerick’s grandest establishments.
Despite his absence, his presence is felt, and his letters remind us of his thoughtful nature and his role as a gracious provider. While he may be absent for now, we eagerly anticipate the day when we can reunite by the sea.
In conclusion, D. B. Urgo is a multifaceted individual—poet, archer, debater, host, and friend. His verses may jest and tease, but beneath it all lies a warm and engaging personality. We eagerly await his return and the resumption of our lively discussions, always accompanied by a touch of humor and a glass in hand.
Yours sincerely,
An Outsider
Limerick Echo – Tuesday 26 June 1906
