A boat dots the horizon
disappearing behind
a thigh of land
to re- emerge
crawling towards Killybegs.
The seascape is birdless
reflecting a greyish blue
as a windscreen reflects
sunshine from beyond Kilcar.
Slowly the horizon disappears
as the sea merges with the sky
where stars appear
like the blinking eyes
of a host of sidhe.
It's night time in Donegal.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
As the world turns onward