Visitors
by Yvonne Gray You edged through darkness, tracing the lines of longitude north. The engine droned and wing lights pulsed as you followed the
Return of the Erne
by Yvonne Gray You are ancient bones drawn into the light from a stone–lined tomb. You are golden shafts that beam from the eyrie above the
Glass Bangle
by Valerie Gillies We discover by chance how time can flow — in the broken glass bangle lost by a tribesgirl within the ramparts of the fort
Bowers Knowe
by Valerie Gillies Bowers Knowe, we’ll never know now. In the north side of a natural mound a group of bronze age cists are found close together.
The Reading
by Tom Pow The Reading Granada, Nicaragua i.m. Derek Walcott The old master swivels his prize– winning head round the audience
Glenkiln
by Tom Pow One deer, then another, flushed out by my presence, before I can even spot what they were doing before me, cross half a field in four