Valerie Gillies

Poems By Valerie Gillies

The Well of the Outstretched Hand

A Place Apart

Robert Burns' Mither at the Well

  Valerie Gillies

The Well of the Outstretched Hand
for Rebecca Marr, photographer

Massed thunderclouds storm along Loch Ness.

We turn into the dense wood, put it on like a coat
for shelter. We've come a long way for this well.
Hunkered down, Rebecca is drinking from cupped hands
when I see something white cresting the bank
to shake a glossy fern above her raven hair.

The ghost swift moth is flying out of the wood,
maybe, whose hindwings flash brightly.
Or the sun splashing the roadside hedge-parsley,
these foamy flowerheads. Or uncurling fronds
of mist rise above the rill, this white hand

hovering over whoever drinks, to share the light.


THE SPRING TELLER (Luath Press, Ltd, 2009)

 

 

 

 

 

 
         
    Poetry Center Reading:
    Spring 2010