Caernarfon

Queen of castles,
Caernarfon stands quiet
(silent history of tyranny).

Sonar calls of estuary birds vibrating the night
Beneath her western walls.

From the Anglesey Arms
A Welch air whistles.

Across the estuary
Rigging slaps and tinkles on masts.

By spirit-dark mystery
Welch pride holds fast.