GEORGE  MACKAY  BROWN

from  Rackwick:  A Child's Scrapbook


The valley was a green jar,
     corn crammed

The green bowl
      brimmed with milk, honey, fish-oil

Once, the green jar
      tilted at sixteen hungry doors

Sealed in the jar now
     dust of old laughter and grief

They say, the jar flawed
     with heaviness of coins

Long fallen, the jar shards
     half hidden in rushes

Hills tell old stories.  Cliffs
     are poets with harps

Brightness broached
     Shoal, peatbog, sheaves

Waver west, fish, with moon and stars.
     The sun's a cornstalk

© GMB 1989

from
The Wreck of the Archangel
published 1989
reprinted 2001
John Murray (Publishers) Ltd
50 Albemarle Street
London W1X 4BD

 

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