Immrama

Voyages from I to Thou.

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Location: Skellig Michel, Ireland

Wednesday, November 17, 2004

These Cold Winds (1991)

These cold winds who maul
the orange rows are no angels,
no caul of Jesus or sainted compass,
no brine spray of virgin tears:

These cold winds sing old Seminoles
who fell here in their long descent,
fluting their exile through thier
bones now deep in the aquifer;

These cold winds shadow my brother
as walks down the final shore,
eating his days like a sullen tide,
drowning his words its raging choir:

These cold winds blow contagion
all night through tropic dreams,
freezing the fruit on every bough,
shouting us down each bitter strand.

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