Poetry Map of Scotland, poem no. 172: Monreith

The Kelton Steps

Dated yet timeless they descend
To the black rocks and tide-flattened sand
Cradled in the scooped coastline
They are crudely named

Littered with dry grasses
Their crooked edges fail to hold back
The earth, thrift and hawkweed
Pushing

The sun hot handrail polished
By generations and tourists
Affords it's warm counsel
To modern pilgrims

Descending, ascending
Their uneven number rises up
And up, to Monreith with corrupt symmetry
To the lay-by looking over to Man

They seemed endless in my childhood
Yet they are my childhood now
Still countless going down
And countless coming up

 

Graeme Stewart

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