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in collection The Secret Frontiers, Enitharmon, 2008
Wearing Your Homeland
Would that have been you I saw once in virtual space moving across a pitiless empty quarter? The dunes obliterate the frontiers the haboob — the great wind — comes to obliterate the roads and destinations all of you walking to…
here you are — you’ve brought a placeless place of scouring light the shade-less shadow under the sun midday that drains all colour from the land till dusk refills it with cinnabar and madder and the clothes you’re swathed in here are orange, ochre, patterned henna — at this cash-point; a frontier between us. I can’t read you yet, nor you me.
Judy Gahagan
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... "The Secret Frontiers", "Crossing the No-Man's Land", Flambard Press, 1999 long
narrative - pamphlets - "Ghosting the Cities" and "When the Whole Mood Changed", Artemis short stories - "Did Gustav Mahler Ski?", New Directions.
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