Hard-Wearing Flowers - by
I love you because you love Harris tweed,
/ How it’s several times slumped into bankruptcy,
/ Business plans hauled back from the dead,
/ Only…
clothes
Homespun - by
I met a man in Harris Tweed
/ As I walked down the Strand;
/ I turned and followed like a dog
/ The breath of…
Braid Claith - by
Ye wha are fain to hae your name
/ Wrote in the bonny book of fame,
/ Let merit nae pretension claim
/ …
My mum’s sari - by
I love my mother’s sari on the washing line
/ Flapping like a giant flag, which I pretend is mine.
/
/ I love its…
Precious - by
Dressing yourself, you have found leopard-print tights
/ can be made to match a tiger-print top and ruby slippers,
/ absolutely flat; that you…