The
Bride Valley during the Big Freeze
The
valley looked
like
a boiling lake,
with
the higher ground
as
islands.
Down
the Sugarloaf
a
glacier of icy-snow
streamed
into that grey soup.
A
thin sky-bridge
made
of lost clouds
hung
between
Knockmealdowns
and Comeraghs.
I
watched this nature event
from
Knockaun
under
a wintery blue sky,
while
angry clouds were gathering
on
the north-west horizon,
probably
more snow or sleet.
With
my feet
in
already eternal snow,
I
went back in my thoughts
to
Carl Sagan's film
of
the Cosmos.
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