When all the stress and all the toil is over,And my lover lies sleeping by your lover,With alien earth on hands and brows and feet, Then we may meet. Moving sorrowfully with uneven paces,The bright sun shining on our ravaged faces,There, very quietly, without sound or speech, […]
After she died, I swear the sky
/ Had the most beautiful of all sunsets,
/ A blush of pink, then red, a glass…
I wanted to write an elegy
/ without flowers. I know they’re a requirement…
You’re building another Christmas for one, /decorating the present with sparkly / lights & glitter, a long line of cards…
Daytime an’ nicht,
Sun, wind an’ rain;
The lang, cauld licht
O’ the spring months again.
At length grandfather walked the Ypres road
/ From Poperinghe, to where the army laid
/ (At Hagle Dump) the remnants of his son:
/ A…
So many of the people I’ve
/ informed that she is dead
/ have said
/ ‘If there’s anything
/ we can do, anything at all,
/ don’t hesitate…
I canna’ see ye, lad, I canna’ see ye,
/ For a’ yon glory that’s aboot yer heid,
/ Yon…
I see you did not try to save,
/ The bouquet of white flowers I gave;
/ So fast they wither on…
Nineteen fifty six was a momentous year,
/ The year of Suez…
I don’t quite know what to say, / what I should say. / I wish I’d told you / all…
Frae the Gaelic o George Campbell Hay
/
/ “Thonder they ligg on the grund o the sea,
/ nae the hyne whaur they…
