Now comes November.
my birth time, and white ribs of tide
uproot the silence of the bay.
Today I break from stone onto sand,
motherless, my mother a stone
bedding the earth and dreaming my image.
- 'Birth', Leanne O'Sullivan
All quotations by Leanne O'Sullivan, taken from 'Cailleach: the Hag of Beara', Bloodaxe Books, 2009. All photographs are of the Beara peninsula, by Leithin Cluan, 2014. Photographs and website content made available under an Attribution-Noncommercial-Share Alike 4.0 license.
The Hag Stone of Beara