Category Archives: Poetry

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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The Poppies are in the Field: Pattiesmuir 26th June 2013

. The poppies are in the field But don’t ask me what that means – Julian Cope There is no long march of progress in this field. No future enlightenment to strive for.                 … Continue reading

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Two Spectral Trees – Somewhere North of Devilla Forest

Looking up to the ridge, over the evergreen crowns, two spectral trees hang mid-air in the limpid heat. A  smoke spiral, all coiled movement, settles to stillness as a Rorschach blot of charcoal smudge bleeds into sun saturated blue. The universe … Continue reading

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Through fence and over field, to beyond the hem of trees.

through fence and over field – to beyond the hem of trees. ♦ Thanks to all who have taken time to read any of the postings this year. It has been much appreciated and a delight to interact with so … Continue reading

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The Woods and the Words

The stories are still told of a time before the water. When the earth lay heaped, black and smouldering. It is said that they tunnelled u n d e                                       g          r          o          u          n          d for black diamonds to … Continue reading

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On experiencing a live performance of Morton Feldman’s Coptic Light

At the Edinburgh International Festival. Saturday 1st September, 2012. Royal Scottish National Orchestra conducted by David Robertson. ◊ A sounded weave ‘pedals’ on spectral slubs of small differences. Time’s flow, slows, to stasis a colour field revealed, in asymmetries of … Continue reading

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