Carolann Murphy ;)
Our very own Martin Swords had the opportunity to visit Women's Writing Group and The Poetry Group at Kenmare Arts Centre. Here is a piece written by Martin Swords that was inspired by his visit.
The
White Cow of Derrynane
The
White Cow stood
Silently
watching
The
thatch pulled to ground
The
ram smash the gable down
The
tears and wails of women and childer
The
White Cow watched
The
White Cow of Derrynane
Stood
quiet hearing
The
American Wake
The
long journey’s start
To
Cobh, to New York, one way
The
White Cow saw them going
The
White Cow of Derrynane
Stood
quiet gazing
As
the Liberation coach
Rolled
roughly past driven
By
hopes and well wishes
To
a Parliament of promises
The
White Cow watched
It
return empty
The
White Cow of Derrynane
Watched
perplexed
A
coach of black, feathered, ribboned
A
Liberator, liberated
Of
earthly toil unfinished
The
White Cow heard the wails
The
keen tears as before
The
White Cow of Derrynane
Stood
watching as brother
Ambushed
brother both
Thinking
to set the White Cow free
The
White Cow needs them both
If
she is to survive
But
they have killed each other
The
White Cow knows
The
White Cow of Derrynane
Hears
of messages
Words
and pictures from far away
Places
unknown to the White Cow
The
young are gone and going
The
old cannot manage not
The
White Cow nor the messages
The
White Cow cannot understand yet
Has
seen its like before
And
feels a hunger coming
To
the White Cows of Derrynane
Martin Swords
Wicklow Writers
Written in Kenmare
and Derrynane National Park
Sept 2015
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