Nazaret Ranea

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MESH

A wire mesh
covers the stones
on both sides of the valley,
as if nature
could be contained
behind this layer of grid:
a metallic, frail net,
that will dissolve
as soon as the mountain
awakens.

BONES

You were only five,

and probably can’t remember now,

but I once took you to the

Natural History Museum.

I wept

in front of the big skull,

thinking of how many like you

could fit in there.

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Nazaret Ranea is an emerging poet recognised as one of Scotland’s Next Generation Young Makars. She has published the zines My Men and My Women, and is the editor of the anthology For Those Who Tend the Soil. You can find out more about her work here.