Arrival - by
I narrow my eyes at the calculation of him,
study the gap between pencil’s tip and paper.
Mood: Love
Poems about love from the Scottish Poetry Library online collection.
Bairn - by
There is no way to explainthe light that rises into a roomfrom the early morning bloom of snow;through closed lids, the slow dawningof white. The body is quick to knowthe pace of the day has changed, the spacewiped clean to make way for the first bird, first song.There is no way to explainhow, even when […]
Bloom - by
You are nothing more than yourself,not a message sent to change the world,not here to save mankind or even me. You are,like a snail or mollusc, only there;like a leaf among thousands on a tree,like the sea or the smallest of its creatures,just there. And yet, and yet I watch your faceand see a star […]
Medusa - by
A suspicion, a doubt, a jealousygrew in my mind,which turned the hairs on my head to filthy snakes,as though my thoughtshissed and spat on my scalp.My bride’s breath soured, stankin the grey bags of my lungs.I’m foul mouthed now, foul tongued,yellow fanged.There are bullet tears in my eyes.Are you terrified?Be terrified.It’s you I love,perfect man, […]
Before You Were Mine - by
I’m ten years away from the corner you laugh onwith your pals, Maggie McGeeney and Jean Duff.The three of you bend from the waist, holdingeach other, or your knees, and shriek at the pavement.Your polka-dot dress blows round your legs. Marilyn. I’m not here yet. The thought of me doesn’t occurin the ballroom with the […]
The Bonnie Earl o’ Moray - by
Ye Hielands and ye Lowlands,O, whaur hae ye been?They hae slain the Earl o’ Moray,And laid him on the green.He was a braw gallant,And he rade at the ring,And the bonny Earl o’ Moray,He might hae been a king.O lang will his ladyLok frae the Castle DouneEre she see the Earl o’ MorayCome soundin’ through […]
Uile Gu Lèir - by
Coimhead rithe.
Bheir do chridhe dhi.
Bheir do chluais dhi.
Auntie - by
My Aunt’s hands are soft and brown
and they smell like cumin and coriander.
She is a gardener in the kitchen.
Echo: Dropt Sapphics - by
Handscroll
Waking with Russell - by
Whatever the difference is, it all began
the day we woke up face-to-face like lovers
and his four-day-old smile dawned on him again…
Prayer for My Father as a Child - by
In the house where he sleeps
let my ears
be the leaves at the window.
Caitean air Uachdar Loch Eiriosort - by
Caitean air uachdar Loch Eiriosort
/ ’s an t-anmoch ann,
/ bha an latha samraidh fada,
/ gruth is bàrr a’ coinneachadh:
/ tha an gaol a leanas…