This poem was gifted to me by the land at San Juan de Gaztelugatxe, northern Spain, over a magical hunters full moon weekend back in October 2019. We parked on the cliff tops then walked and dreamed. A truly magical place in time.
This is also the opening poem to the new novel The Madness of Sara Mansfield as I felt directed by the land to stitch as much of her into the book as posible.
The Madness of Sara Mansfield is available from my website SophieMcKeand.com from May 1st 2021.
where the wild lives
As the final ocean wave crashes
into your soft sunset form
tumbling disintegrated bones
out across unknowable shallows
the epic battles that harried you to this crisis point
are rendered insignificant.
A grey heron lifts her head
the sea kale holds sermon on vertiginous
shards of wind-battered rock
a pod of dolphins declaims poetry
to the spray.
If I told you that you
are always at the crux of this
always needed here
would you recognise this vast
as the wild centre
of your heart?