Mill o’ Tifty’s Annie - by
At Mill O’ Tifty there lived a man
In the neighborhood of Fyvie
He had a bonnie dochter dear
Whose name was Bonnie Annie
murder
Juárez/Ecapatec - by
I was looking, in vain, for the newspaper article
that told our story among the deluge of pages
on the thousands of women of similar fates.
Stobhill - by
Yes, I agreed to perform the abortion.
The girl was under unusual strain.
From Macbeth - by
Is this a dagger which I see before me,
/ The handle toward my hand? Come, let me clutch thee.
/ I have thee…
Ariadne - by
The threid that reeled him in
/ has brocht me oot –
/ oot o the nairra mask
/ o thirled weys
/ tae the clear licht…
1936 - by
Oh Lorca, did skeletons show
/ gold teeth to you
/
/ when men held you down
/ in their terrible passion,
/
/ thrust the rifle deep in your…
And the washing still out drying - by
the day got up with a hang-over
/ birds played hide and seek
/ with a boy’s flung stones…