Clearances

RobCullen@Celfypridd.co.uk

Clearance.

I see my people’s names

in all the places I search

but I do not see them.

I read my people’s names

on the dry page of the folded map

but the land before me is empty.

I watch the landscape

identifying the marks

that my people have named

but the sound of their voices

is no longer heard.

There is a quietness

no echoing of names called

no trail of our footprints

only the trail of names

in a land that calls itself

by a strangers name.

A land echoing in its emptiness.

The mountains are still with us

but we are nowhere seen.

At Kinlochmoidart 1993.

“And we will present our eyes to the world.

Is it pretentions to believe that we are equal?

Is it asking too much that we want to live?

(From Deliverance: Alan Stivell)

Clearances from “Uncertain Times” Collection of poetry & photographs Rob Cullen published 2017.

Thinking of the people of Gaza & all dispossesed people.

And no person of a Celtic background should support a clearance of people from their lands.

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