Lost Sounds of St Kilda – a poem by Helen Ross

Lost Sounds of St Kilda

You are here: the past

dividing the discord
of a fulmar catch
fowling for gannets
in psalm-soaked gorse
gathering storm songs
Scots and Norse.

On the verge of the world:

cave of spells
still rock of ruins moving
first page of Exodus
left sleeping
whitewashed
on a brae of weeping.

 

Helen Ross is a teacher of History in Glasgow. She has published in a range of academic and popular history magazines but has only recently started writing poetry.

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