Archive | September, 2015

Poetry Map of Scotland, poem no. 212: Edinburgh

30 Sep

The Meadows

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Poetry Map of Scotland, poem no. 211: Cumnock

22 Sep

United Colours of Cumnock

 My town, is a green town
(but no like a “fuck the Queen” town),
no, it’s a tree in every scene town,
wae gairdens freshly dug.
That’s green that pours from every crack,
through pavements, viaducts, fitba parks,
where men who suffer heart attacks, go walks
wae three leg dugs.

My town, is a blue town
a “who the fuck are you” town,
what school did you go to town
and are you one of us?
That’s blue that seeps through doors and walls,
from pubs and bookies, village halls,
where men would guard old Derry’s walls,
instead of guardin us.

My town was once a red town,
another miner dead town,
a men who fought and bled town,
wae brave and stalwart wives.
That’s red that came from meeting rooms,
from folk that worked the pumps and looms,
when borough bands played different tunes,
and marched – for better lives.

But now my town’s a grey town,
a fifty mils a day town,
a watch life slip away town,
a tunnel wae nae light.
That’s grey that weeps from dying eyes,
bewildered parents, children’s cries,
wae skinny erms and stick like thighs,
and nae strength left – tae fight!

Jim Monaghan

 

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Poetry Map of Scotland, poem no. 210: Coigach

21 Sep

Zaragoza

An ancient Tarrasius stirs in a Scottish stone,
awakening distant Sargasso memories.

Living drill shafts, big sea-eyed,
silver rippled, bore down fast burns.

Anguilla migrates to mate and die
in deep Gyre spawning grounds.
Mini pearls drift in warm Gulf currents,
transparent larvae emerge,
delicate rowan leaf filigree.

Months pass, marine snow nourished,
gelatinous Glass Eel masses
gather along West Coast shore lines,
mercurial strands, pin-head eyed,
advance towards ancestral Coigach,
boulder scattered, glacial scarred.

Bubbling streams branch upwards,
divide, decrease, trickle, weave
around dark peat sedges,
sphagnum sparkling.
Freshwater tree flickers,
river meerschaum frosted.

Great eel tress procession transforms
clear sea silver, freshwater brown.
Long lace elvers, gold flecked,
unravel into blunt head gargoyles.
Catadromous carnivores slither
through decaying bracken arches,
desolate moors, moon muted.

This remote Scottish hillside is the centre
of everything and nothing, life is everywhere
and nowhere, belongs to everyone and no one.

Life begins here and ends here,
oceans and clouds are born here.

Those who migrate are compelled to return.

 

Alison Barr

 

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A literary feast in town from Toppings

21 Sep

If you were at StAnza last March, you may have visited Toppings, St Andrews new bookshop. Toppings arrived in town last November and during this month and part of next month they are running a literary festival which is now in full swing. Next week’s storytellers have many a tale for the curious reader! An evening with Marina Warner, some mystery with Val McDermid and fresh eyes on the Bible with A. N. Wilson!

And there’s something for poetry lovers as well. Don Paterson ‘s poetry is in the spotlight on September 29th and then Simon Armitage who made such a big impression at StAnza in March is back in town on 6th October.

Otherwise the line up runs from fiction’s finest- William Boyd, Jeanette Winterson and Justin Cartwright – through to some challenging economics with Katrine Marcal.

You can get full details from Toppings website or follow them on Facebook!

A Double Bill for StAnza

20 Sep

We’re delighted to be teaming up again with Zest, our favourite coffee shop in St Andrews, for our event for this year’s Book Week Scotland in November.

This year we’ve invited Andy Jackson, editor of Double Bill, the popular sequel to Split Screen, to bring his road show to St Andrews for a StAnza special.

The live Double Bill show which he hosts is a fast-moving sixty-minute mix of poetry, visuals, sounds and ideas from some of the UK’s best-loved poets, including W. N. Herbert and Tim Turnbull. Double Bill (published in 2014 by Red Squirrel Press) is an anthology of poems taking their influences from movies, television, music and popular culture. A stellar cast of over 100 writers contributed poems on a range of themes ranging from Morecambe & Wise and The Italian Job to The Archers and Van Morrison.

The St Andrews Double Bill will take place at Zest Coffee Shop, 95 South Street, St Andrews, on Thursday 26th November from 6.30pm to 8.00pm. It will be a free event but limited by the capacity of the venue, so if you’d like to book a seat, please email stanza@stanzapoetry.org.

Poetry Map of Scotland, poem no. 209: Habbies Howe near Carlops

20 Sep

Winter Solstice in Habbies Howe

To escape the razzmatazz
and jazz of Christmas,
I walk, this early afternoon
through Habbies Howe
where the night’s rain
has pared the earth
clean from the river’s rock
and the rook is a simple
brush-stroke in the sky.
The air is quiet and damp.
The bird’s chink,
thrown from branch
to bare branch, is bright
as the white sun
and the trees stand
silent but beautiful
– oh, so beautiful –
in their plain clothes.

Anita John

 

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Poetry Map of Scotland, poem no. 208: Rannoch Moor

20 Sep

Moon over Rannoch

Not the fat, yellow moon
Of June;
Sunglassed, smiling emoji,
Hamster cheeked,
More in store, but
The silver disc
Of winter.
Against a midnight sky,
nothing behind that face,
Wispy gauze before.
Narrowed eyes, slit mouth,
Pursed in disapproval,
Illuminating all.
Midnight moment,
Beyond betrayal.

 

Mary Margaret Lucas

 

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