Echo: Dropt Sapphics - by
Handscroll
Handscroll
Twin postcards
What cld you potentially – no! – possibly do to mean – O – wait! this feels too facile. So try once again. Make sure it is all sure – steadfast – scalar movements towards god knows what. You request the sun is shut out so you can muse on song. O – but of […]
They did not know they stood by Leukas’ rocks
/ (Where Sappho’s story hurls her from above)
/ While waiting for the transports to…
A man wi’ a great big beard
/ A met;
/ Said: ‘Don’t be feared
/ If ye get wet.
/
/ Run twenty years
/ On nature’s…
A paper lantern on a balcony
/ in one of those old Edo evenings you
/ have read about, perhaps. Kabuki, tea
/ and blossom, wavering:…
The first to die was PROTESILAUS / A focused man who hurried to darkness / With forty black ships leaving…
For Lois Pereiro
/
/ In Ithaca everyone was dead.
/ They say it was me, Argos the dog, who woke first:
/ — Dead, dead, dead!
/ A smell…
Public libraries / were cherished like Pallas Athene’s temples, / which, for us, in effect, they were.
after Nonnus
/
/ I
/
/ Her only home was here in this forest, among the high rocks,
/ sending her long arrows in flight through…
The threid that reeled him in
/ has brocht me oot –
/ oot o the nairra mask
/ o thirled weys
/ tae the clear licht…
Seillean
/ dian, dùrachdach
/ a’ siubhal nam blàth
/ mar a bhà
/ ann an Àird nam Murchan
/ o chionn dà cheud bliadhna gu leth
/ agus an dubh-Mhùideartach
/ ga dhian-amharc,
/ agus…
The Scottish Poetry Library is staffed weekdays from 10am – 2pm and is providing a limited service including postal loans and Click & Collect. For details, click COVID-19 in the menu bar above. Dismiss