“Every spring we welcome the little slivers of glass
like a twisting shining snake into our rivers.”
Stretching across the river
A massive long weir
Filling Eirian with fear
How to get past?
“Far far away
On the Sargasso Sea
There is a tiny leaf-like creature
smaller than a pea”
“Every spring we welcome the little slivers of glass
like a twisting shining snake into our rivers.
Every harvest time we sing our ‘hywl fawrs
to the great worms as,
full grown over many years of living
in the murk of our inland waters,
they leave for the ocean currents.
And in between we dance the reciprocity
of life as yellow and brown, they fill
our food bowls and we return their bones
to the land to join their brethren
in the circle of life.”
“But now Eirian is big, a huge silver eel
Her eyes have grown large,
her body nice and fat
She does not need to eat all the way back
To where she began all those years ago
And soon her own children will start to grow”
‘Floating on the current
Starting to drift
Getting bigger and bigger
she hitches a lift’
