Saturday, 10 January 2015

Sruth Fada Con

I will walk the Sruth Fada Con,
Haunt of fox and badger, of
Tamed crags drinking water

From smoked wreaks of turf,
Cutback, exposing the bronzed
Gully, the forgotten Ben Bulben

A jumping hare with a glistened 
Tear on the eye, watching the centuries 
Chased and harried, Swaddled in wind-cloth; 

Its beautiful bone can no longer hide
The surface taken. Neolithic slug,
Weathering seasons by the minute.

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