Baltic Street - by
/ My dainty lass, lay you the blame
/ Upon the richtfu’ heid;
/ ‘Twas daft ill-luck that bigg’d yer hame
/ …
Placebook Scotland
Stone - by
I
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/ A long peninsula of solid rock,
/ upholstered every year in threadbare green.
/ Stones everywhere, ambiguous and burgeoning.
/ In Sanna ramparts of them
/ march…
The Coast of Widows - by
A broken necklace of crofts
/ strewn across the sandstone floor
/ of the north Caithness coast
/ these sea-beat parishes where the fields
/ are…
Solway Tide - by
An unco sough i’ the gloamin’
/ An’ a flaff o’ risin’ win’,
/ A glisk o’ stoundin’ waters
/ …
Home Town Elegy - by
(For Aberdeen in Spring)
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/ Glitter of mica at the windy corners,
/ Tar in the nostrils, under blue lamps budding
/ Like bubbles of…
Yon Toun - by
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The Silver City - by
Yonder she sits beside the tranquil Dee,
/ Kindly yet cold, respectable and wise,
/ Sharp-tongued though civil, with wide-open eyes,
/ Dreaming of hills, yet…
Wester Ross - by
Stone and rock
/ Boulder and pebble,
/ Water and stone,
/ Heather and stone,
/ Heather and water
/ And the bog cotton that is not for weaving.
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/ Peats uncut
/ And…
from Lochaber for Ever - by
In all thy moods I love thee,
/ In sunshine and in storm;
/ Lochaber of the towering bens,
/ …
‘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…
Clyde - by
extract from ‘Falls of Clyde’, part of the the poem ‘Clyde’
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/ Where ancient Corehouse hangs above the stream,
/ And far…
Winter in Strathearn - by
The twinkling Earn, like a blade in the snow,
The low hills scalloped against the high,
The high hills leaping upon the low