Cathedral
All around this echo-chambered womb a rush
a beat………..the drone…… cathedral bees
the bells…… (Cull)
their toll……. this ebb and weft of words
We come to crouch in choir stalls,
this morning it is (lambing) lamentation time
the rite is drawing close
near …….we stop to bow our heads
Dies Irae……. Dona Eis
Writers making our votive scripts
we pause at candles’ inspiration
wait for the lost in absent sound
to call us
Dreaming through her emblem-well
St Sidwell in the crypt of archaic memory
swathes her scythe,
her sword is gold in the rubescent field.
Note: The last Foot and Mouth outbreak in Devon, in 2001, had a huge impact on the rural community, with repercussions that still resonate with many people. St Sidwell is associated with Devon. As martyr her severed head possessed the power of healing: flowers were said to bloom whenever a drop of blood was sprinkled on the earth where she died.