Poem
Katherine Gallagher
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I have swallowed a country,it sits quietly inside me.
Days go by when I scarcely
realise it is there. . .
I talk to this country,
tell it, You’re not forgotten,
nor ever could be.
I depend on you —
cornucopia packed close
with daylight moons
and bony coasts,
the dust of eucalyptus
on my teeth; mudded rivers
burnished smooth
under the cobalt crystal
of a lucent sky.
It is my reference-point
for other landscapes
that, after thirty years,
have multiplied my skies.
© 2006, Katherine Gallagher
From: Circus Apprentice
Publisher: Arc Publications, Lancashire
From: Circus Apprentice
Publisher: Arc Publications, Lancashire
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I have swallowed a country,it sits quietly inside me.
Days go by when I scarcely
realise it is there. . .
I talk to this country,
tell it, You’re not forgotten,
nor ever could be.
I depend on you —
cornucopia packed close
with daylight moons
and bony coasts,
the dust of eucalyptus
on my teeth; mudded rivers
burnished smooth
under the cobalt crystal
of a lucent sky.
It is my reference-point
for other landscapes
that, after thirty years,
have multiplied my skies.
From: Circus Apprentice
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