Lathallan
I breathe earthy wettish smells through mossy planks, and
– prickle –
hearing snuffling close by;
through dark glass
glimpse
wraiths of milky smoke:
a petrol-blue jumper
lurches
into view, then
i’m enveloped a billowing pipe bess the black my whole being
in scratchy oily wool set up on my chimney labrador wags thrums her an
from Inis Oirr, while seems to light a fire through the door ecstatic welcome.
in the gloaming; filling the space with
steamy breath, and
Father Gordon and Daddy crunch off together,
laughing and reciting poems
as they drum deeper
into the trees.
I come
to ground
and find
my heart
in newly
absent sound.
Fianna (Fiona) Russell Dodwell paints, draws and writes from the body, attempting to convey simultaneity of experiencing. She is investigating the felt senses and somatic resonance as literary ‘analysis’ tools; and movement and awareness practices to articulate how texts may meet the generative body-environment continuum.