Poetry Map of Scotland, poem no 288

Rose Moon from Portobello Beach

Four old women crane their necks
staring at the moon
rising blood-red from the sea
into the setting sun.

This is what it does
every fifty years or so
at summer solstice.

Last time they were young.

Sue Bard

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