To W. S. Graham - by
Here I am talking to you across
/ all those years ago or none,
/ catching your voice on the sound
/ waves or maybe the…
21st century poems
A Westray Prayer - by
i.m. Mike and Barbara Heasman
/
/ Let us now give thanks
/ for these salt-blown
/
/ wind-burned pastures
/ where outgrass and timothy
/ shrink from the harrow of the…
Munlochy - by
The trees stand knotting their neckties at the well’s mirror,
/ in the deep dark sound of its water.
/ A pale young man…
Poem - by
I walk at the land’s edge,
/ turning in my mind
/ a private predicament.
/ Today the sea is indigo.
/ Thirty years an adult –
/ same mind,…
Sung - by
Now only words in a rhyme,
/ no more than a name
/ on a stone,
/ and that well overgrown –
/ MAR- …
An Essay Concerning Light - by
O nobly-born, listen. Now thou art experiencing the Radiance of the Clear Light of Pure Reality.
/ Recognize it. O nobly-born,…
The Mermaid and the Sailors - by
I seem to draw them to me.
/ They come swirling towards me
/ like tugboats
/ in the dusk – every tread unsteady.
/ They set their…
Hedgehog, Hamnavoe - by
Flinching in my hands
this soiled and studded but good heart,
which stippling my cupped palms, breathes