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Place: Scotland

What the Clyde said, after COP26 - by Kathleen Jamie

{ Poem }

Think of me as a long level
liquid ear gliding slowly by.
I heard the world’s words,
the pleas of peoples born
where my ships once sailed,

three fish - by Thomas A. Clark

{ Poem }

Box work

yellowhammer - by Thomas A. Clark

{ Poem }

Box work

In Memoriam - by James Pittendrigh Macgillivray

{ Poem }

Blue-eyed, white-souled; blameless in word and deed! —
How fortunate a thing it is to leave
This life in such a way that none may grieve,

Hesepe: II - by Archibald Allan Bowman

{ Poem }

How hard it is to think upon this shoal
Of Inanition that the world’s ablaze.

11:00: Baldovan - by Don Paterson

{ Poem }

Base Camp. Horizontal sleet. Two small boys
have raised the steel flag of the 20 terminus:

me and Ross Mudie are going up the Hilltown
for the first time ever on our own.

A Poet’s Welcome to his Love-Begotten Daughter - by Robert Burns

{ Poem }

Thou’s welcome, Wean! Mishanter fa’ me,
If thoughts o’ thee, or yet thy Mamie.

Brooklyn Cop - by Norman MacCaig

{ Poem }

Built like a gorilla but less timid,
thick-fleshed, steak-coloured, with two
hieroglyphs in his face that mean
trouble,

Hotel Room, 12th Floor - by Norman MacCaig

{ Poem }

This morning I watched from here
a helicopter skirting like a damaged insect
the Empire State Building,

Hello, I am Scotland - by Michael Pedersen

{ Poem }

Who wakes every morning
/ in a brilliant mood as auburn bursts
/ cast filigree nets over foreheads
/ and swingparks and paint themselves
/ on pavements.

Here’s a health to them that’s awa - by Robert Burns

{ Poem }

Here’s freedom to them that wad read,
Here’s freedom to them that wad write!
There’s nane ever fear’d that the truth should be heard,
But they whom the truth would indite.

The Beginning of a New Song - by Iain Mac a’ Ghobhainn
Iain Crichton Smith

{ Poem }

Let her new river shine on a day
That is fresh and glittering and contemporary;

Let it be true to itself and to its origins
Inventive, original, philosophical

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