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Stephanie ConnA graduate of the MA programme at the Seamus Heaney Centre and a recipient of an Arts Council NI Career Enhancement Award, Stephanie Conn's first collection The Woman on the Other Side is out now with Doire Press. In the last year she came third in the Dromineer Poetry Competition, was Highly Commended in the Gregory O’Donoghue Poetry Competition and won the Yeovil Poetry Prize, Funeral Service NI prize and the inaugural Seamus Heaney Award for New Writing. Stephanie is currently working on her second collection. Follow her on Twitter @StephanieConn2


 

 

 

Gull Egg Season

 

 

The eggs of a black-headed gull are difficult to see in daylight;

speckled pale-blue shell and just a hint of green on the smooth

ovoid; high glossed, and fragile as a newborn’s fontanelle.

 

Herbaceous mats rest in the scraped ground. Above the nest

cup, the male takes the night-shift, incubates the clutch,

lulled by the glow of artificial light rising from the mainland.

 

This island’s rocks are treacherous, her sea-mists distort distance

and the tide’s currents churn to their own erratic rhythm, forcing

local boats along specific paths, sails pulled at just the right point.      

 

Hessian rustles against thick set thighs. Twine unravels in a pocket,

discarding fibre. A sudden thud, the rush and flap of wings colliding;

a callous call, crying out from unhinged jaws as the colony empties.

 

At Treasure Cove, by candlelight, gull eggs fetch ten pounds a pop.

Served up on a terracotta plate, seasoned with a sprinkling of celery salt,

they are split in two; sliced to reveal the still moist, orange-red yolk.

 

 

 

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