Like wild geese, fishermen
and monks landed here, others
sailed on and discovered America
but they came back
by the north, Thule
where it rains glowing stones
where the land burns and the rocks
swim between boiling fountains
There are the gates of hell
and the paths to heaven
invisible above the clouds
around huge curtains of ice
They came back to tell
about these wonders, too biblical
to want to keep it secret
from their family and friends
And the new world
they forgot
Connemara, Thule, Brendan (AD 500)
Collection "Secrets & Believers"