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Ann Colton
Born in Omagh in 1963, Ann writes poetry and short stories. She's been published on Poetry.com and Poettext.com, and in the Forward press, New Belfast arts Sculpture project and Poetry Now. She has read at various arts festivals. Ann is a member of Derry Playhouse Writers and Omagh writers. Ann's ambition is to get a collection published. Her poem Alzheimer's is being used for training purposes by Shelter Housing association.
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Omagh Seat of Chiefs
by Ann Colton
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Three church spires greet the baked horizons
father, son and holy ghost
exposing the realms of compromising.
Gallows Hill stands to attention, noiseless,
Victorian houses await executing
in memory of the faceless.
Culmore flats scratch heaven sharp eyed
watching the town in cyclops manner
slumber forever denied.
Castle street rises like falcon wings
narrowed paths curl and wisp
carrying with it, historied things,
like the rambling Strule, The cunning Camowen
and level headed Drumragh
interlaced like winters cob-webbed coat
ever fruitful, ever flowing.
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