Poetry in Hiligaynon - by
‘Ne, please prepare
/ lunch
/ for we have a guest.
/ He was my companion
/ when I was still studying
/ the foolish ways of the town.
/
/ Tell…
debt
Aw Jock Tamson’s - by
Moonrise, an maudlin in the mirk,
/ we coorie in, hoose selt, hame hawked,
/ oor labour thirled tae yesterday,
/ the morra pawned fur brick-a-brack.
/
/ Thieves…