Richard Murphy Poems
|1.||FROM THE BATTLE OF AUGHRIM||10/31/2018|
|5.||SAILING TO AN ISLAND||10/31/2018|
|6.||SEALS AT HIGH ISLAND||10/31/2018|
|7.||THE READING LESSON||10/31/2018|
|8.||Seals At High Island||1/20/2003|
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Seals At High Island
The calamity of seals begins with jaws.
Born in caverns that reverberate
With endless malice of the sea's tongue
Clacking on shingle, they learn to bark back
In fear and sadness and celebration.
The ocean's mouth opens forty feet wide
And closes on a morsel of their rock.
Swayed by the thrust and backfall of the tide,
A dappled grey bull and a brindled cow
Copulate in the green water of a cove.
I watch from a cliff-top, trying not to move.
Sometimes they sink and merge into black shoals;
Then rise for air, his muzzle on her neck,
Their winged feet ...