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Poem: Solstice on Skye Road

Summer Solstice, 2017

To watch from a distance
The world settle in for its night
From a bank high up under the Skye Road
Where I can make out
The comforts of lights in windows
And cars in drives
And the beam of a lighthouse
Blink, blink, wait.

Somebody is driving carefully along the low road below.
Below, below, bellow, billow
Wind rocks the solstice grass
On a bank high over the solstice ocean
And orange lights blink over Ballyconneely
As drizzle coats the blue tent
And colour slowly drains from the sky
In that long solstice goodbye

The year’s a turning,
And two thousand seventeen,
Is flying by, flying, flung
I search for the lighthouse again
And try to ask calm
To seep into my gaps
Blink, blink, wait.
Dimmer now, under mist.

From Bofin, to Omey strand, Claddaghduff,
Cleggan, in along the bay to Clifden,
The flat bogs out to Erris Hill,
Down to Roundstone:
That perfect comfort
Of lights coming on in faraway windows

But if I approach
It will break
Like waves as they meet shore
So I will lie here and watch
From a bank high up under the Skye Road.

Donal Kelly, June 2017

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