Wild Women of a Certain Age - by
My sisters, the time has come
/ to let your hair grow long and wild and grey,
/ to cast away the heated rollers…
sensuality
Just like Eve - by
I could have brought you
/ whisky to warm you on winter nights,
/ poems full of words to fill your silences
/
/ I could…
Thaim That Socht Eftir Me - by
Thaim that socht eftir me noo flee awa,
/ Thaim that cam creepin barfit i the snaw.
/ Ah kent them gentil, meek an…
Invitation - by
Lad, come kiss me
/ Whaur the twa burns rin.
/ Am I no’ sweet as honey,
/ …
Unaccompanied - by
It’s raining at the garden centre.
/ I walk through dripping aisles of potted herbs
/ in a cool green rinse of aniseed and…
I am the moon, and you are the man on me - by
Tonight, I am white and full.
/ My surface is all curves
/ and craters, but you don’t mind.
/ You have travelled alone through the…
Fleurs-De-Lys - by
Sullen girls like lilies,
/ see them: sulkily listening
/ to music. Does duty put that
/ look upon them of languid
/ disinterest, lids downcast?
/ It may…
Dinner - by
As you shucked the last oysters
/ onto your side plate
/ and ordered a lemon ice
/
/ I found myself in the guise of a…
Glow-worm - by
Talking about the chemical changes
/ that make a body in love shine,
/ or even, for months, immune to illness,
/ you pick a…
Women Bathing - by
All our lives, in every city,
/ out of every landscape
/ the waters of the Alhambra
/ have been murmuring to us.
/ From fountains, from…