A resurrection in North-West Iran - by
She crosses the world and wonders if it’s faith keeping the plane / adrift. A runway of stars leads her to us. The skies clear again. /
She crosses the world and wonders if it’s faith keeping the plane / adrift. A runway of stars leads her to us. The skies clear again. /
For monie soundin years, yir voice rang abune the wuids, / Owre the corn o Kilmeny an the siller Tay:
ye tuik the simmer’s lang white road /
whaur lichtsome hills is daft wi sang
Unadorned but for the clip
on your umbilical cord, we are
skin to skin.
They had the gift. Hidden about them
like a penny at the bottom of a pocket.
We came from our own country in a red room
/ which fell through the fields, our mother singing
/ our father’s name to…
The living room remembers Gran dancing to Count Basie.
/ The kitchen can still hear my aunts fighting on Christmas day.
/ The hall…
From the Department of Orthopaedic Surgery,
/ University of St Andrews
/ In the autumn of 1948 a message was received from a…
Ma sister’s Spiderwoman
/ Lugs, een and neb (touch ears, eyes and nose)
/ Trap you, zap you
/ In her siller (silver) web.
/
/ Ma Granny’s the…
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