A POEM FOR ST. VALENTINE’S DAY: “TIME WAS AWAY AND SOMEWHERE ELSE”

THE MEETING-POINT Time was away and somewhere else, There were two glasses and two chairs And two people with the one pulse (Somebody stopped the moving stairs): Time was away and somewhere else. And they were neither up nor down; The stream’s music did not stop Flowing through heather limpid brown Although they sat inContinue reading “A POEM FOR ST. VALENTINE’S DAY: “TIME WAS AWAY AND SOMEWHERE ELSE””

BURNS’ SEASON: TO A MOUSE

To A Mouse. On turning her up in her Nest with the Plough November 1785 Wee, sleekit, cowrin, tim’rous beastie, O, what a panic’s in thy breastie! Thou need na start awa sae hasty Wi’ bickering brattle! (hasty scurrying) I wad be laith to rin an’ chase thee, (loath) Wi’ murdering pattle! (a wooden plough-scraper)Continue reading “BURNS’ SEASON: TO A MOUSE”

BURNS’ SEASON: “The Rigs o’ Barley”

It was upon a Lammas night, (harvest festival) When corn-rigs are bonie, Beneath the moon’s unclouded light, I held awa’to Annie; The time flew by, wi’ tentless heed (carefree) Till tween the late annd early, Wi’ sma’ persuasion she agreed To see me through the barley. Chorus Corn rigs, an’ barley rigs, An’ corn rigsContinue reading “BURNS’ SEASON: “The Rigs o’ Barley””

BURNS’ SEASON : “Ye Banks and Braes”

Ye banks and braes o’ bonie Doon, How can ye bloom sae fresh and fair; How can ye chant, ye little birds, And I sae weary fu’ o’ care! Thou’ll break my heart thou warbling bird, That wantons thro’ the flowering thorn: Thou minds me o’ departed joys, Departed never to return. Aft hae IContinue reading “BURNS’ SEASON : “Ye Banks and Braes””

“ONLY A MAN HARROWING CLODS”

IN TIME OF THE BREAKING OF NATIONS Only a man harrowing clods In a slow silent walk With an old horse that stumbles and nods Half-asleep as they stalk. Only thin smoke without flame From the heaps of couch-grass; Yet they will go onward the same Though Dynasties pass. Yonder a maid and her wightContinue reading ““ONLY A MAN HARROWING CLODS””

JOURNEY OF THE MAGI

(READERS PLEASE NOTE: This blog post with minor revisions is being re-published because of problems with website design issues. I apologise to followers who will receive the same post a second time.) Today is the sixth of January, Epiphany, recognised by Christians as the day of the manifestation of Jesus to the Gentiles. It isContinue reading “JOURNEY OF THE MAGI”

A POEM TO WELCOME THE NEW YEAR.

In Scotland this evening, the 31st of December is called Hogmanay. Usually it is a time of celebration, of gleeful gathering and communal hope. All that this year, however, is not to be. There will be no social revelry, no communality, no first footing of friends and neighbours. For, despite welcome and hopeful news ofContinue reading “A POEM TO WELCOME THE NEW YEAR.”

THE RIME OF THE ANCIENT MARINER PART 1

ARGUMENT How a Ship having passed the Line was driven by storms to the Cold country towards the South Pole; and how from thence she made her course to the tropical Latitude of the Great Pacific Ocean; and of the strange things that befell; and in what manner the Ancyent Marinere came back to hisContinue reading “THE RIME OF THE ANCIENT MARINER PART 1”

INTRODUCING “THE RIME OF THE ANCIENT MARINER”.

ARGUMENTHow a Ship having passed the Line was driven by storms to the cold Country towards the South Pole; and how from thence she made her course to the tropical Latitude of the Great Pacific Ocean; and of the strange things that befell; and in what manner the Ancyent Marinere came back to his ownContinue reading “INTRODUCING “THE RIME OF THE ANCIENT MARINER”.”