Hoes Woes - by
No likely / since thay wander aff thaimsels / somewhaur in the washin process / ne’er tae be seen again /
No likely / since thay wander aff thaimsels / somewhaur in the washin process / ne’er tae be seen again /
E’en Burns wis leuked oan as ae coothie an ootlin curiosity / fae days o yore /
Re-examinin lives / Numbin fae reality
afore the urge tae stap up / arrives in a day or sae
I don’t know why we called you Sweet Pea, / probably because having you was sweet /and you were about the size of a pea.
figures hallucinating raw data, algorithms, representative / fractal patterns
can you tell me about / the taste of forests / the indigestibility of stone
Hoodit angels flaffin by like craws o licht, pear trees reishin, the waff o yalla roses, the soun o greitin i the nicht, the dirl o a lassie’s finger on skin, the saft taste o kisses i the simmer dim. An auld dream – a dream o the thing at cuts an dives, beats abune […]
Frae watter an stane an sun’s fire /
We cam, a crawl o birselt things
For monie soundin years, yir voice rang abune the wuids, / Owre the corn o Kilmeny an the siller Tay:
ye tuik the simmer’s lang white road /
whaur lichtsome hills is daft wi sang
The pheasant appeared in the days / when winter was wet and grey. Red wattle / and bottle-green head declaring his arrival.
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on three fountain stones of language
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