ULBHA
Ulbha is a small island just of the coast of the Isle of Mull, Scotland. It is accepted that Ulva derives from two Old Norse words, ulfr meaning “wolf”, and ey meaning “island”. Ulva is rendered as ULBHA ( pronounced as OOL-a VA ) in Gaelic. It has a long and fascinating history. It bears witness to the one of the most tragic episodes of Scotlands story, the clearances.
Today,
Ulbha is tame enough.
The Isle of Wolves
has no claws
this May afternoon.
This land
is sleeping now, wrapped
in gorse-calm air,
safe beneath a blue
bounty of sky.
We rest
on the road to Gometra,
watching Loch-a-tuath
unfold to release
a memory of gulls.
We have
escaped for a while,
letting this place
share it’s blanket
of time and history.
But yet,
we are not fooled.
The soil beneath us
is as hard as any
and bears it’s scars.
We are
all wounded, in our
own way. Today
Ulbha hides nothing.
Before us, the bare bones
of Abos, Culinish, Bearnus…
Derek Ross
Gometra = Godman’s Isle Loch-a tuath = North Loch
Abos / Culinish / Bearnus = remains of cleared settlements.
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Lovely, contemplative poem. I have visited both islands a couple of times. Enchanting places.
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I LOVE this poem! I’d never heard of Ulbha before.
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A beautiful quiet place. Very small island but full of history. Can be a bit sad too when you see the remains of settlements and you wonder what the population must have been before the barbaric Highland Clearances.
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Yes, I can see that.
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Lovely poem ! Very descriptive, makes one feel like being physically in Ulbha!
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Thank you Anita. It is a very evocative place, just like the rest of Scotland really!, but I’m biased.
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Welcome dear poet! You are too kind, not biased!
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