Poetry Map of Scotland poem 67: Dura Den

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Dura Den

Fissured, enfolded
this steep cleft flies down

from ordinary fields’
Sunday afternoons

to inner earth,
dark, simmering , dusk’s

deep air breathed slow,
spiral in amber –

turns our footprints
into fossil fish, with ferns for bones

flying through stone cirrus,
fox-shaded kaleidoscope –

remember the thrush
we hid under leaf-fall

to unravel or
be made again?

Fireflies spark and snap
on private, uncharted paths –

memory’s domain
somewhere between us

Pippa Little

To view our map of Scotland in Poems as it grows, see http://stanzapoetry.wordpress.com/2014/07/13/the-map-revealed/ . For more information on this project, and on how to submit a poem, see http://stanzapoetry.wordpress.com/2014/07/04/mapping-scotland-in-poetry/.

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