Y Gogarth
Great
Limestone lifted
A solid height above
The bounded sea and bounce
Its slender heather bed
A trampoline
Already
Crossroads
A lonely signpost
Whether to press on
Tudno’s church now a long way
Given the sea level
Day declining
Town
Quiet
Heath places
You could still see
Liverpool in a good light
Nightly bluster just
Ruffles the goats’
Mohair
Inverse
Your perspective
Over the even horizon
Look north towards hard to descry
Heights to where they scanned
From and called it
Orme
Martin Potter
Martin Potter (https://martinpotterpoet.home.blog) is a poet and academic, and his poems have appeared in Acumen, The French Literary Review, Eborakon, Scintilla, and other journals. His pamphlet In the Particular was published by Eyewear in December, 2017.
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About This Poem
Y Gogarth, or the Great Orme, is a limestone headland on the North Wales coast. Llandudno is at its foot and climbs up the south slope. It's famous for ancient copper mining and Kashmir goats. It was a favourite place to walk for me when I lived in the area, and I've tried to capture the drama of its isolated height.
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