Category Archives: Poetry

Solstice

  On the longest day   …………………………………….all   …………………………………………………..hail the light .  ≈ 21 June 2014. Walking along an overgrown railway track near Crombie in Fife. As ‘night’ approaches, darkness fails to smother the light. Even the Giant Hogweed (?) appears … Continue reading

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a thinking space

. a . . . . ……………………….t  h  i  n  k  i  n  g……..s  p  a  c  e . . ………………………………………………f  o  r . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . … Continue reading

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the last sound of an echo

. . t h e    l a s t    s o u n d    o f    a n    e c h o . t h e    l a s t    s o u … Continue reading

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When natural cycles turn, brutalist windows can dream of trees…

. a flower expresses itself by flowering, not by being labelled Patrick Geddes That blue There – beyond the iris heads. As if a grey tarpaulin has been peeled back across the eyeball of the sky. . Spring light, a different … Continue reading

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Ephemera: City lungs, breathe at twilight

. City lungs breathe at twilight . Now playing:  AGF – Breathing in Lines .

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Three Gateways

≈ three gateways a flow            of spring light warming stone ~ Hunter Square Edinburgh 15.02.14

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Ancient elemental alchemy

. deep time encoded black diamonds murmur fire music. energies of wind and wood weave lambent tongues of ancient elemental alchemy .

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Once we looked to the horizon

. Once we looked to the horizon. How can we see now? ≈ . Encased in the white wall a pulse, a tracing an inscription of breath. ≈ . An acronym, or a beginning an interruption, or an end? ≈ . … Continue reading

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Silverburn: in the flux and flow of place

≈ We are walking out, along the shoreline, from Leven towards Lundin Links. Coastal energies are in full flow, our field of vision filled with an excess of sand, sea and sky. In the distance, an intensity of white light … Continue reading

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A H a u n t i n g o f L e a v e s

≈ t h e r e    –    n o t    t h e r e a n    x – r a y    o f    s i l e n c e a    h … Continue reading

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