Edgelands
There is the kingdom at the edge of the
World, and beyond the endless rolling freeze -
No less likely home to be had by men
Who dwell in softer earth, far over seas
In those eternal plains beneath endless sky,
Though Byzantines came after Roman drum,
And through the rough and darkling seas they still
From far reaches to ancient Alba come.
World, and beyond the endless rolling freeze -
No less likely home to be had by men
Who dwell in softer earth, far over seas
In those eternal plains beneath endless sky,
Though Byzantines came after Roman drum,
And through the rough and darkling seas they still
From far reaches to ancient Alba come.
Author's original photograph, The Old Lands, depicting Castlelaw in the Pentland Hills of Scotland.
This poem was published in Issue 30, Independence, of From Glasgow to Saturn. Here's the link (PDF opens in browser).
