As a shroud; so You will glimpse me In the river’s cloudy Reflection and your Teeth will chatter like The rattle of the Woodpecker; I am The omen of your Slaughter in the field; I will pick your carcass Clean of fresh meat As morsels for my ravens; I will sever your head With your long sword; I will hang it from My belt and flay Your skin to strap my Shield; I will drain your Warm blood; mixed with Woad, I will use your Iron dagger to incise My skin with an invocation: I am tribute to the Morrigan I will lead her ghost army Under the banner of Her wings of shadow She conquers death The last of living battles.
Kate Meyer-Currey was born in 1969 and moved to Devon in 1973. Landscape, whether urban or rural, shapes her writing. Her varied career in a range of frontline settings has fueled an interest in gritty urbanism, contrasted with her rural upbringing and which inspired the title of her forthcoming chapbook (Dancing Girl Press)‘County Lines’ (due out 2021). Her poem ‘Family Landscape: Colchester 1957’ was published by ‘Not Very Quiet’ in September 2020. Her ADHD also instils a sense of ‘other’ in her life and writing. Showing this reality and evoking unheard, unrepresented voices drives her urge to write.