One hill of a rock worried with holes
and margined with turquoise sea.
One crusty cheese, a brie perhaps, pecked at,
punctuated with moulds of olive and grey.
One infant between its mother Gozo
and its father Malta:
one Comino (cumin seed), a dry child
holding its head above water,
one at peace in the smell of its own skin –
baby skin, limestone – upper coralline,
one sedimentary compaction that whispers
and waves to ferry boats too grand to call.
Graham Burchell lives in Devon and has four published collections. He is a 2013 Hawthornden Fellow, winner of the 2015 Stanza competition, runner up in the BBC Proms Poetry Competition 2016, a 3rd prize winner in the 2017 Bridport Prize, a poem highly commended in the 2018 Forward prize for best single poem. He is one of five that organises the Teignmouth Poetry Festival.
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