Dismay is waiting behind the door,where across the floor, footprints like hieroglyphschronicle the history of past defeats.Dead clothes, the skin of our former selves,still tumble from broken cases, cratessplit their sides with the books, a three-legged chair,bewildered, leans in the corner where a viper’s nestof jerseys entwines a broken lamp –all the high spume and […]
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Of this monstrously tormented world, we know too much that puts our minds wrong and besides we cannot change it; better perhaps the ignorance of remote glen-dwellers in historyfor whom the news was locala trickling of small events all comprehensible and surelike the sun going down predictably behind a hill that was always there asleep […]
For as long
/ As the sun appears…
I never felt so much
/ Since I have felt at all
/ The tingling smell and touch
/ Of dogrose and sweet briar,
/ Nettles against the…
and this is where you are watching me before the fire and I am
/ lying with the death-stillness on me…
We used to think the universe was made
/ of tiny invisible pin-points of energy, jostling
/ and tumbling and buzzing together, and so,
/ by…
Imagine that you are trying to balance on the surface of an expanding balloon.
This ground this dream these myths
/ This time this place this river
/ We broken people, this ugliness, this empty,
/ Not…
They are fermin the fower winds:
/ Five grey- stemmed daffodils
/ on the hill abuin Eynhallow
/ that whirlmagig air intil pouer.
/
/ Aa Simmerdim on Flotta…
That sound outside, near Sandyhills bridge,
/ along Barnhourie Burn, a high wild wailing
/ winding down to a long low growl of echo,
/ has…
There’s this life and no hereafter –
/ I’m sure of that
/ but still…
