Cronk Meayll Rock crystal centre of the bald hill graves wherever I stare to balance feet that teeter & scratch on the edge eyes close to a howling sun & nose sea-smelt breeze of gorse flower heather with undertones of sheep in a red darkness, like whirlwinds species after species extinguish in meteor showers that create visions ancestors floating still above twelve graves hands shaking –– heads shivering at all we have yet to do. Cronk Meayll [Manx Gaelic]: Mull Hill (literally bald hill).
Simon Maddrell is a queer Manx man, thriving with HIV. He’s published in fifteen anthologies and publications including AMBIT, Butcher’s Dog, The Moth, The Rialto, Poetry Wales, Stand and Under the Radar. In 2020, Simon’s debut, Throatbone, was published (UnCollected Press) and Queerfella jointly-won The Rialto Open Pamphlet Competition.