Scáthach – a poem by Ruby McCann

Scáthach it isn’t the wild scattered heather or that single settled thistle rooted in snaking weeds snarling and snagging her unruly sun-scorched uncombed hair trailing unkempt from hill bottom to hill top masking rebels of yesteryear nor the giant of a woman she conjures striding through a hazy uninhabited haar capping the harsh landscape determination […]

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