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The Castle by Mairi Sharratt

In 100 Poems, poetry on February 15, 2009 at 4:34 pm

Title: The Castle
Author: Mairi Sharratt
Number: 70/100
Allocated postcode: EH1

The Castle

As if it grew itself
from the rock.
Thought itself
into existence.
And, by coincidence,
spawned a thousand tiny dwellings.
Imperfect imitations.

Head high.
Gaze adverted
from the parts cast furthest,
most shadowed,
least ordered.

Smiling benevolently
on parts displayed,

Among the flickering existences
it remains constant.
Believing itself Adam.

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