The stars are the map I unfurl - by
Da starns are da map I unrowl
Language: Shetlandic
Aald Boat - by
Doo minds dee, whan da wind stöd wast,
/ I’d lay twa linns, and rin dee doon,
/ An tak a stane, an step…
Da Corbie - by
Supraeme sits he,
/ His fedders prinkin,
/ Sun-bricht,
/ Ita da grit sun’s glinkin,
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/ A lowin flame,
/ Wi black een blinkin –
/ Nor deevil ane
/ Keens what he’s…
Soondscapes - by
I da dizzied hoose, a strum of flechs baet
/ endless drums fornenst a frenzied window.
/ Belligerent, dey want nedder in nor oot.
/
/ Apö…
Discontinuity - by
I could blame da wye da sea is smoothed
/ da stanes; da sylk o touch; da waelin, laevin;
/ an will da haert…
fram da far-haaf - by
Wake up man! Waken! Listen!
/
/ What?
/ What is it?
/
/ Oh what a dream I’ve had,…
Haem Tochts - by
Der a ön o haet ida gairden here,
/ Whaar da sun-flooer proodly staands,
/ An dark-red roses trowe da…
Shetlanrie - by
Some dösna laek wir dialect an dis is what dey say: …
Hjalta - by
Da eart-bark in among da girse
/ Is glintin whaar you stride,
/ An antrin seggie lowin up…
Water-Lilies - by
Whin da laeves an buds o da water-lilies
/ Spread roond da loch der dark-green frill
/ I took my…
Trust - by
Five days the snow had lain
/ Deep as a boot. Mouths of ice
/ Hung from roofs and windows,
/ The river slid by like…
Soldier - by
I see you now, eighteen,
/ A blond curl of smile, bird’s eggs eyes –
/ No wrong in you except the one motorbike…