Did you say it’s made of waves? Yes, that’s it. I wonder what the waves are made of. Oh, waves are made of waves. Waves are what they are, Shimmeringness, Oscillation, Rhythmical movement which is the inherent essence of all things. Ultimately, there’s only movement, Nothing else. The movement that light is Comes out of the sun And it’s so gorgeous a thing That nothing else is ever anything unless lit by it.
Margaret Tait was one of Britain's most unique and individual film makers. She produced over 30 films, including one feature, Blue Black Permanent (1992), and Hugh MacDiarmid: A Portrait. She described her films as 'film poems'. She also published three books of poetry, origins and elements (1959), The Hen and the Bees: Legends and Lyrics (1960), and Subjects and Sequences (1960).Read more about this poet
About this poem
This poem was reproduced on a postcard for National Poetry Day 2015. Eight poetry postcards are published each year by the Scottish Poetry Library to celebrate National Poetry Day and are distributed throughout Scotland to schools, libraries and other venues. The theme for 2015 was 'light'.