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Merlin's Cave

Poetry By: Queequeg
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At Tintagel in Cornwall, Merlin’s Cave penetrates the neck of the peninsula where the castle ruins remain, 250 feet above the sea. At low tide one may enter it and walk through to the beach on the other side, but at the night tide the sea enters and becomes impenetrable. Merlin’s Cave is an example of a paradoxical place, where it is dark during daytime and where the sea is beneath the earth.

-- Nigel Pennick, Celtic Sacred Landscapes


Submitted:Feb 11, 2008    Reads: 135    Comments: 6    Likes: 3   


You'll find me far beneath the ruins
Of Arthur's double court, in a cave
Which by day wombs dark a
Blue-foamed, crashing shore, by night
Is drowned in ocean, a door to
Lower courts of driftglass and
Salt queens. Step down from high
Ambition to learn what crowns and
Treasures tide: This undertowing dream,
Dark's plunder of the regent sun,
The sea's upwelling past high ground.
Here I say farewell to men to
Bed my fair blue Niniane.
Under every man's throne there is a south,
A water wild as Merlin's mouth.





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