Still - by
Not crow, eyes calculating
/ my speed, the distance, his time
/
/ not blackbird or thrush
/ in a startled trajectory of flight
/
/ not pigeon, undecided…
Not crow, eyes calculating
/ my speed, the distance, his time
/
/ not blackbird or thrush
/ in a startled trajectory of flight
/
/ not pigeon, undecided…
A Small Car’s Day
/
/ The Highland Road’s been sung before and will be sung again,
/ So long as bards give thanks for…
It’s nearly New Year and we’ve loaded the van
/ with clothes for cold weather, boots and thick socks,
/ Christmas leftovers, the cat…
Bidh mi siubhal an rathaid
/ Ah traivel the road by caur
/ Nam charbad san uisge mhìn
/ In the daggy smirr
/ Agus tusa togail ceann…
I am the angel charged to take you home.
/ I have nothing to look forward to. You have.
/
/ You think you nodded…
Aviemore: she thinks she knows the place keeps
/ driving past the car park pizza joint brute hotel
/ keeps driving past her own…
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