The Old Nobby
My hull is leaking like a sieve,
The paint is flaking off my hatches,
My heart’s not worn upon my sleeve
(But on my sails are scarlet patches.)
Ian Hamilton Finlay
My hull is leaking like a sieve,
The paint is flaking off my hatches,
My heart’s not worn upon my sleeve
(But on my sails are scarlet patches.)
from The Blue Sail (Wax366, 2002)
Reproduced by permission of the Estate of Ian Hamilton Finlay.
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