Walking for Centuries - by
a poem for Nigel Tranter
/
/ He walks for miles in waxed coat, cap and breeches.
/ He follows a familiar route, twelve miles…
East Lothian
Bass Rock - by
The foundations
/ Of this house are black,
/ A beautiful, sooty black,
/ With the occasional glimmer
/ Of emerald green, hewn
/ From the living bodies
/ Of cormorants and…