Hurricane Georges - by
Me wake up in the middle of the night
/ and me foot bottom wet. Mommy come in
/ with shower curtain to put…
weather
The Rain Storm - by
for James
/
/ The rain washed the coat of the wind,
/ dusted the nose of the mountain,
/ licked the blood off its peak,
/ and rinsed…
Springs - by
Full March moon and gale-force easters, the pair of them
/ sucking and shoving the river
/ back into its closet in the hills…
fram da far-haaf - by
Wake up man! Waken! Listen!
/
/ What?
/ What is it?
/
/ Oh what a dream I’ve had,…
Seer - by
for John Ruskin
/
/ “and through those eyes
/ now filled with dust,
/ the light of nature”
/
/ One
/
/ Pacing on the high walk
/ we catch…
My House - by
My house
/ Is granite
/ It fronts
/ North,
/
/ Where the Firth flows,
/ East the sea.
/ My room
/ Holds the first
/
/ Blow from the North,
/ The first from East,
/ Salt upon…
Gree, Bairnies, Gree - by
The moon has rowed her in a cloud,
/ Stravaging win’s begin
/ To shuggle and daud the window-brods,
/ …
The Smoky Smirr o Rain - by
A misty mornin’ doon the shore wi a hushed an’ caller air,
/ an’ ne’er a breath frae East or West…
Haem Tochts - by
Der a ön o haet ida gairden here,
/ Whaar da sun-flooer proodly staands,
/ An dark-red roses trowe da…
Non Semper Imbres - by
Thus Nature sorrows, and forgets her sorrow ;
And Reason soberly approves her way :
Why should we shut oor een against to-morrow
Because our sky was clouded yesterday ?
A Schule Laddie’s Lament on the Lateness o’ the Season - by
The east wind’s whistlin’ cauld an’ shrill,
/ The snaw lies on the Lomont Hill;
/ It’s simmer i’ the almanack,
/ But…
Southwest Harris - by
This island is discontent as light
/ glanced under precipitation:
/ a weather system from south of Islay.
/ Ireland is there, under Malin Head.
/
/ A melting…