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The Scale of Things

Margaret Tait

There’s a whole country at the foot of the stone
If you care to look
These are the stones we have instead of trees
In the north.
Our trees all got lost,
Blown over or cut down
Long long ago, and some of them lie there still in the
peat moss
Or fossilized in limestone.
At the shady foot of trees
Certain things grow,
But at the foot of stone grow the sun-loving
wind–resisting short plants
With very small bright flowers
And compact, precise leaves.
The wind whips the tight stems into a vibration,
But they don’t break.
The full light of the sun reaches right down to the
ground,
And reflects obliquely and sideways in among and
under the snug leaves,
And settles on the stone too,
Makes a glow there,
A sufficient warmth and clarified light.
The stunning frequencies seem to get absorbed
And if you stare closely at the stone
It’s a calm light, not too blue,
Precisely indicating its variegated surface.
The great stone stands,
On a different scale, in a way, from the minute plants
at its base.
A proliferating green lichen
Grows on it
As well as round golden coin-patches of another
common lichen,
And only in the earth right up to the very stone but
not on it
Grow the crisp grass
And all the tiny plants and flowers
Which, together interlaced and inter-related,
Make the fine springing turf which people and animals
walk on.


Margaret Tait

from Margaret Tait: poems, stories and writings, edited with an introduction by Sarah Neely (Carcanet Press, 2012)

originally published in The Hen and the Bees (1960)

© Alex Pirie. Reproduced by permission of the Estate of Margaret Tait and the publisher.

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Margaret Tait1918 - 1999

Margaret Tait was one of Britain’s most unique and individual film makers, producing over 30 films, including a portrait of Hugh MacDiarmid. She also published three books of poetry.
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