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Geryow Kernewek

Donald R. Rawe

Fatel ytho yllyn-ny gul defnyth
A’gan geryow fol ha whek,
Geryow kerys ha nygromansek,
Geryow gothyk, nep a bon a ves genen-ny?
Syns avan an gweder dh’agan tybyans
’Wheth warnodho, segh-ef glan;
Gesyn dhyn-ny dalleth arta.
Martesen, bledhen war bledhen,
Os arta os, ny a vyth cafos
Worteweth an styr gwyr kellys – 
Nag yu yn agan lynow bardhonnek
Mes ynter an lynow-na,
Goskesek, ow hyntya a substans,
Kekemys ny a wayt sygnfya.


Donald R. Rawe

The full poem is included in Poems from the Edge of Extinction (Chambers, 2019), edited by Chris McCabe.

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Cornish National Poetry Day 2019

Translations of this Poem

Cornish Words

Translator: Tim Saunders


How then can we use
Our foolish fond words,
Beloved and enchanted words,
Wild words which run away with us?
Hold up the mirror to our thoughts,
Breathe on it, wipe it clean:
Let us begin again.
Perhaps, year after year,
Age after age, we shall find
At last the true lost meaning
Not in our bardic lines,
But between those lines,
Shadowed, hinting at the essence,
Something of what we hope to signify.

About this poem

This is one of the poems chosen for National Poetry Day 2019 on the theme of ‘truth’. With support from the Forward Arts Foundation/National Poetry Day.

Learning Resources

SQA Key: National 5        Higher
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Donald R. Rawe

Donald R. Rawe (1930–2018) was from Padstow and founded the Cornish publishing house Lodenek Press in 1970. As well as being a publisher and poet, he was also an historian and folklorist who lived much of his life on...
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