Sun burns down on city streets,
bringing in the light, beauty,
in the shadows, mystery,
lost in ancient rows of homes and steps,
cracked flagstones balanced one upon the other,
or rooted into living rock,
tight alleyways frame views of a wave tossed harbour,
an artist might go blind from the wonders,
or mad from the ceaseless wind.

The reflections shimmer off sleek dream shapes,
tied inside the harbour wall,
as hot winds whip sand from a distance desert,
to pile them against an artillery monument,
a fixed reminder of the blood poured out upon this rock,
looking down upon the trinkets,
hundreds of names are carved deeply,
marking their martyrdom in the war,
names from every corner of this ancient island,
and far-flung empire.


My fingers trace their letters into my memory,
the hot sandpaper wind will not fade them for generations,
their names are echoes of the past,
now the peal of cannon from the saintly heights,
carries the roar of days long gone by,
when people of every race and hue,
crewed the ships or manned the guns and died,
I’ll keep them with me humbly,
on the laughing crossing to Silema beneath the walls.

by Ruairí de Barra

This poem appears in the wonderful new book by Peter Walsh, titled ‘Rantology: Lest We Rest On Our Laurels.’

Peter was kind enough to invite some of his friends to contribute to his book, and I think it just highlights what a decent guy he truly is.

He is also a truly talented poet, and if anyone of you who read this are looking for a great book of poetry this Xmas 2020 or at anytime in the future, then look no further!

You can find Peter on Facebook here.

And you can purchase ‘Rantology’ here.

The image shown is the work of the talented Maltese Photographer Gilbert Vancell. The photograph is title ‘Venus over Valletta’.
You may find more of his wonderful work here

“It is all about the subjects and scenery I photograph.
I do my best to give them justice by capturing them
when key natural elements help me out in revealing
their hidden magic. Making sure, not only to be there
at the right time to record the raw beauty that is
being unveiled, but also to post-process
the captured image to deliver my vision.”
– Gilbert Vancell

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