Blue Crevasse Archives | Scottish Poetry Library

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Way down in the warm blue crevasse
of night its fishing commences

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A boy once more who learnt the lessons early – / that those who hurt you most, you love most dearly.

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I still remember when I cared enough / to watch you sleep

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Dust is curious. / Dust is thirsty.

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Sydney Graham reach me a hand.

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sea-troughs~sea-tombs~seawalls

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To articulate clearly what is difficult to say / I shall transmit this by a beam from a lighthouse

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ice-burned tongues / clump into celestine’s / eye-blue spar

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Weather from elsewhere / becomes ours.

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Maybe I buy the book in the brief belief / that thoughts can be reciprocal

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A lifetime of work to own a house / then you end up diminished by it.