One year ago or thereabout,
I was standing on my sandbridge at St Ninian and watched folk row in the distance.
I had the whole beach to my feet and came back home with bits and bolts from evening walk and made the most of this day-dream by engraving those words in ink after freeing them from the kelp...
One moment capsule in one grain where one tide rocks symetrical.
Today i dream of craft builders who would understand the Atlantic, the deep meaning of humli- baand.............
So there it is without further introduction.
The Oared Folk
curved silhouettes towards fringe of one horizon
out to ocean they dream to tame
oar against kabe, same humli-baand
palms against wood create friction
clockwork bodies, mechanical
away from all familiar craigs,
light selkies songs –
temptation fae da waterhorse
and I watch you barefoot in sand.
Kabe: wooden pice holding the oar in place; humli-band: a piece of rope keeping oar to the kabe.
© Nat Hall 2009
And oh, this piece was well received at last year's Creative Connections.