Poetry Map

We all know poems about Scotland but can the shape and nature of Scotland be drawn entirely in poetry? StAnza has set itself the challenge to see if this is the case. Find out more about the project and how to submit your poem by clicking here, or browse the poems using the map. Latest poems are listed below.

Poetry Map of Scotland, poem no. 230: Polochar Inn Beach, South Uist

Monday 26 October 2015, 11:23

Rain

There is a song at the waters edge
There are pebbles on vacant sands
There are swirls
Where the water heads towards the sea
There are people, why wouldn’t there be

The beauty of this beach idyll
Is then all but beaten out of me
By Kate’s insistence
That we carry on walking in the rain
Towards a small dwelling
With four windows and a door

I go along with the daftness for a while
But finally insist on returning to the hotel
Kate takes shelter
She walks to my left side away from the slanting rain
My right side becomes soddened

At the cross roads we turn right
Now we walk directly into the wind, and rain
Kate takes shelter
She walks just short of a rainfalls depth behind me
My front becomes entirely soddened

A calm emerges, clear light ahead
There are songs in my heart
There are stones for my feet to kick
There are puddles for children to skip and splash in
There are people, and why wouldn’t there be

 

Christopher Sanderson

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Poetry Map of Scotland, poem no. 229: Macrihanish

Sunday 25 October 2015, 10:44

Split Ends

 

Cattle grid

Gravel elipsis gazing

Stags

Hand on shoulder

 

The end of the road is

flexible

 

 

Andrew Blair

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Poetry Map of Scotland, poem no. 228: Ardgour

Friday 23 October 2015, 18:43

Linnhe View

Deylicht cams in canny on ae winter’s morn,
nae sunlicht heralds this slaw dawn,
rid an green the bouylichs flicker in the loun,
luikin Linnhe-wards frae Ardgour.

Beinn a’Bheithir tourin frae Appin’s shore,
ae shudder haudin agin the distant moor
an aa aroon the mountains cologue thair pooer
luikin Linnhe-wards frae Ardgour.

Lismore like ae sentry bars the seaward yett,
the wurld will nae gain entry yet,
fur here the ceinturies ar juist ae puckle stour
luikin Linnhe-wards frae Ardgour.

Nicht gangs weary like yuletime snaw,
slaw the lift taks on ae lichter hue,
will gled tidins cam wi this grey hoor
luikin Linnhe-wards frae Ardgour?

Faw can tell fit this dey micht bring,
we hae nae control ower hoo the sang will sing,
we maun haud atween the rid an green,
luikin Linnhe-wards frae Ardgour.

George T. Watt

Previously published in Lallans Magazine

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Poetry Map of Scotland, poem no. 227: Rannoch Moor

Thursday 22 October 2015, 18:43

Fiona Moore

Previously published in New Walk magazine in 2014

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Poetry Map of Scotland, poem no. 226: Westray, Orkney

Wednesday 21 October 2015, 18:43

Mark Dickinson

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Poetry Map of Scotland, poem no. 225: Isle of Cumbrae

Tuesday 20 October 2015, 18:43

Home is a thousand miles away

Every time I dream of Cumbrae,
I’m at the ferry terminal
without a ticket and the clock
of St Columba’s shows ten past the hour.

I buy a ticket, but the hands
have moved on by five quick minutes
and the ferry has left, strict to the last,
every time I dream of Cumbrae.

 

Eilidh Barnes

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