These are the Hands - by
for the 60th anniversary of the NHS
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/ These are the hands
/ That touch us first
/ Feel your head
/ Find the pulse
/ And make your bed.
/
/ These…
hands
From the Royal College of Surgeons of Edinburgh - by
My only talent lay in these.
/ My father rubbed his hands together,
/ stared as though their whorls held codes
/ of thirty years obstetric…
For my Grandmother Knitting - by
There is no need they say
/ but the needles still move
/ their rhythms in the working of your hands
/ as easily
/ as if your…
Keeping Orchids - by
The orchids my mother gave me when we first met
/ are still alive, twelve days later. Although
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/ some of the buds remain…
The Sair Finger - by
You’ve hurt your finger? Puir wee man!
/ Your pinkie? Deary me!
/ Noo, juist you haud it that wey till
/ I…