THE HIGH WOOD

 

                                                                                        

 

The High Wood

 

 

You walk across the beach, when the tide is out,

To the Lady’s Stairs from Barnageeragh.

Once in the wood, you come to a clearing;

Heidegger’s lichtung. A space in the wood

 

Where light would get in, analogous with the mind-

Illumination. After the week’s commute,

You need to come up here to find the space

In your mind, to find the Clearing!

 

Then, once your thoughts have settled,

Those trembling branches interconnecting,

You return to the apartment – the bunker-

 

Surrounded by your books, the great window

Which floods the room in shafts of light,

And take out your laptop and start to type!