The tide was in, a breeze in his face. He wouldn’t change that, not for any, other, place. This was real, he could feel it, skin to bone. Sitting by the water, he watched his world go by one breath at a time.
About this poem
Poetry Ambassador Tom Murray said, ‘Daniel is a poet who does that difficult thing well, working with words in a succinct and direct manner. Concentrating phrases to hold you as a reader in the moment described. I don’t recall ever being in ‘Kirkpatrick’s Hope’ but feel as if I have through this poem. One of the main aspects which I really enjoy is how he taps into and gives expression to his love and appreciation of nature, and the landscape of his native land of Dumfries and Galloway. Like Scott, he likes to walk the land, and find time to be silent and still all the better to remember ‘this was real.’