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

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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