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Clearances above Dunkeld
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The old house and steadings stood empty
the roof still good after many a long winter
it was a wonder not a slate had shifted loose
sheep mess layered hidden earth floors
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A sheltering place when blast killing cold
staggered the withered fields with deep snow.
Upstairs the stripped bare boards echoed
with the sharp sounds our boots made
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Empty glass panes of look away windows
finely spun spider webs here and there
a hollowing emptiness where children
were once born and sang in the sunshine of Spring.
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It was a place where the grief of leaving
still hung round the stone bared walls
walking away along the burns banks
where so many had walked through before
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I came across a small lochen and a waterfall
I stripped bare, dived in and swam to the other shore.
Brown peated water between my fingers
ran along my skin and through my hair
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Corbenic the home of the horn of blessed Bran
the maimed Fisher King haunts here too.
I swam deep in cold whisky dark waters
to cleanse my skin, my soul, of all pain.
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*Footnote:
Corbenic the castle of the golden horn of King Bran the Blessed – Branwen Ferch Llyr – Second of the Four Branches of the Mabinogi.
Corbenic misinterpreted as the Castle of the Holy Grail – the Fisher King’s domain.
Both King Bran and the Fisher King wounded and in need of healing.
Symbols of mankind and the earth.
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