Cromarty Bridge

A short poem by Alyson

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Making out of town on the ancient lie
of a General Wade road

Looking down towards the pale blue ribbon
that is the shallow firth

Muted, mauve, autumnal willowherb
fringes the grey macadam

A curved causeway, chain-like in the distance,
appears to guide me home

Setting the Scene

A selection of images

  • The now derelict Black Isle croft which was home to Jane Duncan’s father and grandparents
  • Her headstone in the graveyard at Kirkmichael
  • The view from her own house in Jemimaville overlooking Udale Bay

And, a map of the Black Isle in the Scottish Highlands, bordered on the north side by the Cromarty Firth. You should just make out Jemimaville, marked to the right of centre.

Map

Alyson