quiet poems - by
Artist’s book
peace
The Unveiling - by
Out of the mist of yearnings, prides, and shames
We raise our cairn of glorious regret,
And with God’s honour now unite the names
Men signed in bloody sweat.
Cradle Sang - by
Fa’ owre, fa’ owre, my hinny,
/ There’s monie a weary airt;
/ And nae end to the traikin,
/ For man has a hungry hert.
/
/ What…
The Comfort of the Hills - by
HEART! If you’ve a sorrow
/ Take it to the hills!
/ Lay it where the sunshine
/ …
Vesper - by
In each bottle of nail polish a ghost / sets all the prayers in the house to glint.
The Peace of Wild Things - by
When despair for the world grows in me
/ and I wake in the night at the least sound
/ in fear of what…
From the Line - by
Have you seen men come from the Line,
/ Tottering, doddering, as if bad wine
/ Had drugged their very souls;
/ Their…
‘By lone St. Mary’s silent lake’ - by
By lone St. Mary’s silent lake:
/ Thou know’st it well,—nor fen nor sedge
/ Pollute the pure lake’s crystal edge;
/ Abrupt and sheer, the…
Afton Water - by
Flow gently, sweet Afton, among thy green braes,
/ Flow gently, I’ll sing thee a song in thy praise;
/ My Mary’s asleep by…
Connecting Cultures - by
Such words can sound like flagged-up slogans, true. / What we merely say says nothing — / All that matters…
Christmas Bells - by
I heard the bells on Christmas Day
/ Their old, familiar carols play,
/ And wild and sweet
/ …
Bung Kriel (The Lake Where the Cranes Mate) - by
for Ginny Duncan
/
/ The paddy fields stretch beyond the horizon.
/ Where water glitters, palm trees dance.
/ Where egrets and herons flap after fish,
/ water…