Tag Archives: Fife

Interstice

  For a moment           hold an          interstice         of the      gloaming    ≈≈≈ Now playing: Eleh – ‘Measuring the Immeasurable’ from Radiant Intervals I.

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At the Heron House

It is a place within easy walking distance from the front door and yet it is unlikely that anyone would stumble across it. It is not on any well-trodden path. However, nor could it be described as a remote location as would be evident if you … Continue reading

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Call and Response

the mist the call the fall the mist … ========= Later (with headphones) ========= The missed      call The Fall the mist … (Blindness, Peel Session)   Twa Ools / Trees Call of the rain-smeared cobbles (Rose Lane) Nocturne ≈ St Andrews, … Continue reading

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Concord

. Fragile heat, March sun Morning frost fizzle melt   Spring threads of creeper –  sprung, in Lip of light and shadow play ≈ .   F i z z z z z z l e s of morning frost ≈≈≈ Now playing: … Continue reading

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At Crombie Point

. Ink etched blue silence. Cold harbour spires, sketched over cubist sails. Thorn pinned birds still tethered. Wings opening, sensing the sky   … . The ruined pier at Crombie Point. (January, 2017). Jules Verne travelled to Scotland for the first … Continue reading

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Skein

. Unseen On the move overhead in the dark, a skein of geese trace elemental songlines. An arc of ancient language: shared, precise, yet never disclosed . . Untranslatable articulations. Dreamtime tracks. Already distant, almost gone. A fading away towards some idea of silence. ≈ … Continue reading

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Lost coordinates

Time adrift Land, sea and sky under caul of ice fog Lost coordinates.   Trace of an island? spectral ship? Ah – foreshore shaman at the prow. ≈≈≈ Now playing: Kevin Drumm – Middle of Nothing (Part 1)

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