Tag Archives: Murdo Eason

Glow / \ Black

W. J. Watson has suggested that this is a Pictish water-word, cognate with OW gloiu ‘liquid’, W gloyw ‘shiny’ (1926, 470), while Jacob King prefers a Celtic root *gleiwo- ‘gleaming, clear’. Place Names of Fife (2006) A Saturday in late April 2018. It feels … Continue reading

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erasure / profile

  erasure / profile contemplation on the absence of an egg ≈ Now playing: Sarah Davachi – ‘At Hand’ from Let Night Come On Bells End The Day.

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Two Hours in the Lang Toun

Two hours. I have just dropped off a bunch of excited teenagers at Kirkcaldy Ice Rink (now rebadged as Fife Ice Arena) for the afternoon skating session. With too little time to return home and do anything meaningful, it seems like … Continue reading

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Spaces of Silence

1876 ≈ Out of the silence of centuries, discrete words will, one day, surface for us … Edmond Jabès     text without words     unheard conversation     solitaire (listening to the light)     setting sun reflects … Continue reading

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Through the White World

Island of residual ≈ It was only for a few days. The immediate sensory world became a continuum of white and grey. A familiar world made strange.  Almost all colour, leached from the field of vision and imagination. White Grey … Continue reading

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Lost Coordinates II

  Lost coordinates: Where untold stories         bleed into images            beyond words   Where unheard sounds of the spectral field           become entangled   ≈≈≈ Now playing: Jim O’Rourke – Disengage

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A Familiar World Made Strange

All tracks,  footprints, paths were gone. Buried. He had pitched a tent on arriving: how come it had not blown off? From inside, he watched the complex improvisations of the wind. He heard how it suddenly laughed with the sand, … Continue reading

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