A Tanka For A Wedding Card
High Green wed.
The girl-child, become woman, leaves her childhood for the palace life.
From beyond the Island Of The Elephant – realm of Khnum, Satet, Anqet – you flow from your
secret cavern-source to those bouldered, bord’ring shores!
All about the tanglebranch of brokentwig it rushroars, raring for the smoothstone leap – the turning, tumbling stream.
Glenmacnass leaps to the valley b’low, her sights upon the Irish Sea…
Backache from moving tables ‘n cèilidhing about for hours amongst the mini-gourds ‘n flow’rs.