Ultima Thule Poem by Richard George

Ultima Thule



South, down the spine
of the Atlantic is the pilgrimage
to Bouvetoya,
the island three continents banished.
Some bergs have more substance
than this Scottish Ben in the purdah
of ice-cliffs foothold-less as glass...
when they docked, Norwegians shuddered,
torn from the bosom
of Antarctica

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Richard George

Richard George

Cheltenham, U.K.
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