The Way My Mother Speaks - by
I say her phrases to myself
in my head
or under the shallows of my breath,
restful shapes moving.
The day and ever. The day and ever.
journeys
The Ferryman’s Arms - by
About to sit down with my half-pint of Guinness
I was magnetized by a remote phosphorescence
and drawn, like a moth, to the darkened back room
where a pool-table hummed to itself in the corner.
Early Morning Train to Inverness - by
from time to time snow sprinkles from the sky
/ the way flour sifts from a baker’s fist
/
/ grey steel pylons pose…
Breenge - by
This morning, as the 372 shoogled
/ through Carsethorn, hirpled
/ wabbit past the kirk and through
/ dreich smirr hoyed down from
/ droukit braes above,…
The Great Journey - by
The old couple
/ board the train
/ and make for a table
/ with facing seats.
/ The woman says
/ you sit here
/ and see where we’re going
/ I’ll sit…
The Greater Sea - by
Oor boat is rigged tae face the greater sea,
/ The day daws blithely whan we must set sail.
/ Hou aften hae we…
Favourite Place - by
We would be snaking up Loch Lomond, the
/ road narrow and winding after the turn at Tarbert,
/ and we’d be bending branches…
Twinkle, Twinkle, Little Star - by
Twinkle, twinkle, little star,
/ How I wonder what you are.
/ Up above the world so high,
/ Like a diamond in the sky.
/
/ When the…
I Follow Her - by
we have to go call a taxi
/ the light by the store isn’t working
/ the night is black
/ the moon is dark tonight
/ I…
I Sve Je Najednom Tu - by
Donijeti odluku znači zatvoriti knjigu koja
/ je ponešena na put. U sjedištima aviona i
/ vozova, čovjek se mora, ohrabren tišinom,
/ okrenuti sebi:…
Viajantes - by
Traziam poentes e estradas
/ A sede do horizonte os chamava.
/
/ – A quem pertences tu?
/ Quem são os da tua casa?
/
/ Assim…
Noah Sonnet - by
Brocht up, lan’ loaked in Asia Minor, ah’d
/ Nae problem learnin hoo ti spoon ma brose
/ Avoidin voyages. Though life wis…