sound waves…

I’ll never know for sure

which crescent-cornered walls

in Strond confined your mother giving birth

but now I know for sure

that your first cries did wake

the calm of night echoing across the Sound

to reach my bedside vigil

and so unite MacIlleChiar kin

through two-and-a-quarter centuries of tide…

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