The Three - by
In the depth of winter
/ In the dark of night
/ There was only one house,
/ Only one light.
/
/ I walked down the…
In the depth of winter
/ In the dark of night
/ There was only one house,
/ Only one light.
/
/ I walked down the…
I originally wanted to be a witch
/ Sitting inside a Leiden jar
/ In the pathology museum.
/ My fallback application
/ Was to be one of…
Eh amna here tae tak yir caa:
Eh’m mebbe aff at thi fitbaa,
Eh mebbe amna here at aa
I am happy
/ it’s so simple
/
/ I am carrying happiness
/ in my hands
/ …
If I have to, then let me be the whaler poet, / launcher of the knife, portioning off / the…
10. A note of warning to patients when all else fails
/
/ Sometimes the needle is too blunt.
/ The stethoscope is too quiet.
/ The…
This being human is a guest house.
Every morning a new arrival.
A joy, a depression, a meanness,
some momentary awareness comes
as an unexpected visitor.
Go and open the door.
/ Maybe outside there’s
/ …
Here lay a fair fat land;
/ But now its townships, kirks, graveyards
/ Beneath bald hills of sand
/ …
Go up go down. Sit tight for now. Or move. Don’t move. It’s all in
/ hand. Make a call on…
Living without money would be good.
/ Swap yellow poppies for the miracle
/ of frost and stars, offer work
/ for the sweet joining…
Rain, symbolic of a loss
/ of friend or foe
/ an ally or enemy
/ a chief or commoner
/ a native or foreigner
/ plagued by death
/ signifies a…
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