For Funerals Archives

Little Song - by Cáit O’Neill McCullagh

{ Poem }

For three nights in granny’s house, they open
her box to the rafters (laughter, song)
& watch stars fall to dance the bog. Cotton-
white they dart, like lanterned runners, dear born

Poem Without My Mother - by Cáit O’Neill McCullagh

{ Poem }

We are still clawing Spring from Winter’s clasp,
when I tell you I dreamed my mother, how she hard-

scrabbled a mound of scree; greyed harting. Stones,
that might have pinned a house upright once, before

Darling - by Jackie Kay

{ Poem }

You might forget the exact sound of her voiceor how her face looked when sleeping.You might forget the sound of her quiet weepingcurled into the shape of a half moon,when smaller than her self, she seemed already to be leavingbefore she left, when the blossom was on the treesand the sun was out, and all […]

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Occasion: For Funerals

Little Song - by Cáit O’Neill McCullagh

Poem Without My Mother - by Cáit O’Neill McCullagh

Darling - by Jackie Kay

Lochnagar - by Kathleen Jamie

The Late Swallow - by Edwin Muir

Song - by William Soutar

Consolation - by Robert Louis Stevenson

The Bird that was Trapped has Flown - by James Robertson

Dignity - by G. F. Dutton

Epitaph on my own Friend - by Robert Burns

Winged Skye - by Donald Smith

Requiem - by Robert Louis Stevenson