The Postman’s Washing Line
When I think of Eigg
it's not the bulk of the Sgurr
or Rum's Coolin's
dominating the western horizon;
but the scent of primroses,
the constant willow warblers' song
and, on the dune edge,
strung between two driftwood poles,
a chorus line of socks
dancing
to the blue Atlantic.
Mavis Gulliver is based on the Isle of Islay in Scotland's Hebrides. Her poetry centres around landscape, islands and the varied aspects of the natural world.
Her poems have appeared in numerous poetry magazines including Iota, Envoi and Poetry Scotland; as well as in Grey Hen anthologies; and the 2011 Polygon anthology 'These Islands, We Sing'.
2 comments:
such a wonderfully visual poem!
Mavis, Good to read your poem of place once again! Thanks to Joanna for featuring you.
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