Have I, I wonder, finally attained enlightenment? Today, everything is as it is. The breakwater is just a breakwater.The sea is just the sea. And the heron, fishing in a rock pool, is nothing more than a heron fishing, and the rock pool itself is as clear as day. Why then is it that I […]
In the house where he sleeps
let my ears
be the leaves at the window.
/ your name is the print
/ love has made in the world,
/ your body the growing home
/ your spirit has made upon…
Fa’ owre, fa’ owre, my hinny,
/ There’s monie a weary airt;
/ And nae end to the traikin,
/ For man has a hungry hert.
When grey shapes slip the shadows of the morning
/ My small birds sit in silence in the eaves
/ But daylight brings indifferent…
I roam the racks
without a guide
searching for scenes
Oor boat is rigged tae face the greater sea,
/ The day daws blithely whan we must set sail.
/ Hou aften hae we…
Over the down the road goes winding,
/ A ribbon of white in the corn –
/ The green,…
This might be the calm before the storm / or this might be the storm; / some are sunbathing on…
If I have to, then let me be the whaler poet, / launcher of the knife, portioning off / the…
The good ship Friendship sails between Glasgow / And your far, your golden, coast. / May fierce friendship forever flourish…
Push the boat out, compañeros,
push the boat out, whatever the sea.
Who says we cannot guide ourselves
through the boiling reefs, black as they are,
the enemy of us all makes sure of it!