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At
Strathpeffer,
in the two thousandth year
men came from all around the world.
Almost as if of promise
to the heartbreak generation.
Where thy were forced,
these came back of will.
Cross the green grass
and walked beneath the trees.
The same trees that saw
the tears and now welcome back
the old genes, held within
slightly different men.
There is a roundness here
a fullfillment, completeness.
As if the last words added,
old bones can lie content.
(From
‘Seal Woman’ Jock MacKenzie, pub 2001) |
