Poetry Map of Scotland, poem no. 268: St Andrews

from Apocrypha (II)
 
The Apocalypse of Judas,
chapter thirteen, verse
something or other:
 
as cows feed on clover,
crows on earthworms,
so men desire digestive charms.
 
It is beauty sustains us . . .
lean cuts from the Cross,
Italian shoes.
 
Therefore avoid St Andrews,
its burnt crust of a castle,
golf ball truffles,
 
the West Sands
a mouth-watering prospect for the damned.
 
A.B. Jackson
from 'The Wilderness Party' (Bloodaxe Books, 2015)

 

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