The Duke - by
The heid-bummer, prood wi a ryaltie o a shillin a ton
/ lik the hovein o the coals alow the hauch o…
mining
The Spell of the Yukon - by
I wanted the gold, and I sought it,
/ I scrabbled and mucked like a slave.
/ Was it famine…
‘The Black Belt’ - by
Gruff trams and trains criss-cross and intersect
/ With glittering steel this leprous countryside;
/ Pyramid slagheaps threaten, seamed and specked
/ With smouldering pink: a…
Merle on a Rowan - by
Pit claes is waffin on the line,
/ sinlicht’s keekin ower the bing;
/ merle on a rowan singin fine.
/
/ A braw souch’s blawin, aathin’s…
Coal - by
In the blunted night of the coal shed,
/ without a torch, my fingers dig
/ among the coal for the coal.
/ Hear it scutter…
Entrance - by
¾ of a century gone
/ and the place and the men
/ under ground how can
/ I say what in truth
/ that work was? Picture
/
/ the…