Beautiful photographs captured

with digital stillness in full colour

and without enhancement

of a county

I haven’t been able to see

with my own eyes since before

we worried about the Y2K bug

and the image of the end of days,

they all float before me,

my eyes growing damp,

of a county tattooed

on my brown like skin

and the cross of St. Piran

held high upon every rugged coast line,

another country, a different place

and one that I wish I could see