Poor Mary
Poor Mary pulled monsters
from stones – then was sold
by men with rich ambitions
above her low standing – As
a baby she had been struck
by lightning – only survivor –
by hammer strikes she dug
out unaccountable fishes &
demons – poverty one blow
off from her missions of sift
& salt-blown explorations –
as if her labours would ever
end without pain striking in
her chest – church glass & a
few fossils convey auld arts