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. 418

Saturday 31 July 2021, 18:48

Elgin

I fell in love with the magic of Elgin.
No, not the famous marbles, nor the Earl who lifted them from the Parthenon in Greece.
A place named Elgin.
A town in Moray, Scotland that modern guidebooks frequently ignore.
An ancient site with nearly a thousand years of recorded history.
Home to a cathedral city founded in medieval times.
Without warning, Elgin stole my heart, and I have become its suitor.
There is much to discover about this magical place.
But first, let me tell you this story...

Deb Hosey White

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Poetry Map of Scotland: poem no. 417

Thursday 29 July 2021, 16:55

A Journey to Caithness

Ranald Mackechnie, "A Journey to Caithness"

Ranald Mackechnie, "A Journey to Caithness"

Ranald MacKechnie

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Poetry Map of Scotland: poem no. 416

Tuesday 27 July 2021, 14:39

Bey’s Day

Kittiwakes waken the morning
high cry, plaintive song and
my sleep-smeared eyes
blink in the dawn
I give thanks for daybreak

Sea-slap waves on sea-stack columns
I curve into my stone sanctuary
carved, cached in the red cliffs
home is bare, simple, solitary
I give thanks for home

Child comes with loaf, fish, smile
I smile too, and together
we prepare the eating place
one small table, two small bowls, three small gifts
and I give thanks for each mouthful

Noon brings the rain
and the chill and howl of wind
I fold myself into my cloak
bow my sodden head
and give thanks for this wild, good earth

Woman comes aching, weeping
I’ve known her sufferings before
we hold hands and gather comfort
the balm of herbs and hope
I give thanks for the kindness of creation

Evening comes quiet, firelight and prayer
behind the cliffs voices raise
village anger drips into my peace
and shatters the dusky light
I give thanks for blessed solitude

Bright moon and scattered stars
make brilliant the waves in the night
I cannot sleep, though it is late
and I am cold, weary too
Yet I give thanks for sleepless delight.

Vicky Allen

Note: St. Bey is the patron saint of Dunbar.

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Poetry Map of Scotland: poem no. 415

Monday 26 July 2021, 14:35

"Slipway Frequencies," by Julie Laing

This is a concrete poem by Julie Laing.

Julie Laing, "Slipway Frequencies" (Poetry Map of Scotland poem no. 415)

Note: The poem responds to the present and past at Queens’ Quay, formerly John Brown’s shipyard. From here the QE2 and Queen Mary were launched. Its format is inspired by sound theorist R Murray Schafer’s work on soundscapes.

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Poetry Map of Scotland: poem no. 414

Sunday 25 July 2021, 16:18

Loch Voil Dance

slow trusting movements
sun on my face
my hand on yours
                                                                        guiding me through air
                                                                        through water
                                                                        eyes closed
river flowing
hands touching
following bodies
                                                                                                up and down
                                                                                                ebbing and flowing
                                                                                                feet on Earth

                                                spring green grass
                                                grounded
                                                total trust

my hand on yours
deep sense of peace

                                                                                                your hand on mine
                                                                                                leading
                                                                                                taking care

                                                slow body sways
                                                soft sweeping curves

lightness of steps
lightness of touch
contact so subtle
                                                heartbeat so fast
                                                direction unknown

feeling unsafe
afraid to go far
afraid of the speed

                                                as if in a storm
                                                I am calm

                                                                                    sun on your face
                                                                                    hands still for a moment

Loretta Mulholland

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Poetry Map of Scotland: poem no. 413

Saturday 24 July 2021, 14:33

Lumphinnans!

Atween the Tollie Hill an the auld coal bing –
Lumphinnans!

Atween the Swans’ Pond an the Foulford Burn –
Lumphinnans!

Atween the railway line an the main road –
Lumphinnans!

Atween Cowdenbeath an Logelly –
Lumphinnans!

Atween black clouds abune, black coal ablow –
Lumphinnans!

Atween the prefabs whaur I grew up
an the ‘care village’ that they’ve built there nou –
Lumphinnans!

Atween Heiven and Hell –
Lumphinnans!

Atween youthheid and eild –
Lumphinnans!

Atween whaur I cam fae and whaur I’m gannin -
Lumphinnans!

Atween memory and the end o memory –
Lumphinnans!

Atween life an daith –
Lumphinnans!

Robert M Duncan

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