Oan sic a nicht as this 25-1-25 - by
Watch a nieve-fu o thon broon irth
rin throu yer fingers, like Time itsel.
Aftimes slaw, aftimes gleg,
bit aye rinnin oot.
Language: Scots
Alastair McLeish
Alastair McLeish was born in Bathgate and studied Philosophy and English Literature at Edinburgh University.
Oor Constellation o Candy - by
Stardust:
Scattered crumbs
Coalescing
On the burnt,
Vantablack, baking tray
O the universe
Ben Mann
One of Scotland’s Next Generation Young Makars (2023), Ben Mann was raised in Turriff, Aberdeenshire.
The Buik that gaed tae Space - by
Still, masel, (His buik that thoosans o miles
Up in the lift has furled)
The keeper o Burns’s poems
Hae bin truly ooto this warld
Sirius - by
Ilka dug maun
hae its dey, and thur’s naewhaur
ither can cry ye
Miranda - by
All those hidey-holes and secrets,
twinkling and glittering
like aurora’s lanterns
beneath chitterin’ rock.
Pleiades - by
o ma een as you bend doon
tae blaw a steamin gust
at the dandillie pluff –
it dunces itsel impty,
The Auld Professor - by
Then thair they are! Siccar as the mornin Sun!
Flashin, gliskin, glentin sparks o fire!
The Perseids, wingin their endless wey,
Athort the braid black welkin o the nicht.
Sma Warld - by
Nancy leeved in a sma warldin a sma fermnae faur frae a sma toon.She hud sma ettlins.Clivver is she wis, there wis naethinshe wintit mairthin tae wirk the ferm. It wis a sair trauchlemulkin coos, thinnin neeps,howdiein caufs, begowkin the todthit keepit is ill ee on hir chookies.The sonsiest hingmy in Nancy’s sma warldwis er […]
Irene Howat
Born in Ayr, Irene has been a poet, writer and editor at various stages of her life.
Autumn - by
Autumn slidders inback hame, auld hauntsCorries in an settles dounIt’s nae strangerkens yir faither, richt backThe leafs faseelent smoutheThe snaw creeps dounwarton thon braes ahint the tounA win’ comes upblawin strang an bauldThe leafs leave, an winter crowls in