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The Iron Age Boat at CaumatruishBernard O’Donoghue
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Vol. 17 No. 11 · 8 June 1995
Poem

The Iron Age Boat at Caumatruish

Bernard O’Donoghue

If you doubt, you can put your fingers
In the holes where the oar-pegs went.
If you doubt still, look past its deep mooring
To the mountains that enfold the corrie’s
Waterfall of lace through which, they say,
You can see out but not in.
If you doubt that, hear the falcon
Crying down from Gneeves Bog
Cut from the mountain-top. And if you doubt
After all these witnesses, no boat
Dredged back from the dead
Could make you believe.

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