Calf of Man by Carola Colley


Calf of Man

All the water, realising it was day, flowed around
the Calf of Man through seal colonies, gorges
and rocks, lowing in calf sound, until it reached
the open sea.  In little eddies, tide swells and ebbs,
it washed the land with the bones of time.  The blue
of the rocks blending with the green of the grass,
the brown merging with the forgotten sky.  It was
noon, when the water reached the sea and shook
the salt from its restive waves.  On the banks,
time got up and spread himself in hazy cubes
and vague circles, lit a pretend fire and dried his hair.
There was myth there and a triskelion legend
that muttered: Quocunque Jeceris Stabit,  in a
strange tongue.  An unreal bird with eerie cries,
painted the air with megalith motifs of shearing flight
and a strange old man covered time in Celtic song.

Poetry © Usha Kishore

Calf of Man  – is a small island off the southwest coast of the Isle of Man, separated by a narrow stretch of water called the Calf Sound.

Quocunque Jeceris Stabit –  Latin for the Manx motto, “Whithersoever you throw it, it will stand.”

{Acknowledging – Jennifer Copley}

Poems from On Manannan’s Isle – © Usha Kishore
Painting – © Carola Colley

Calf of Man
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