Happy Christmas!

Snow Shepherd Longbank 2008

A poem from a snowy Christmas, though I think all I’ll see this year is rain. I wrote it at my smallholding in Dumfriesshire, Scotland, a few years ago.  I’d gone out on Christmas morning to let out the hens and feed the sheep after a night of snow.

Wishing you all a very Happy Christmas and a joyful, creative 2014!




Snow fallen, frozen, melted, fallen.  Snow
laid up to the dykes like plumped-up pillows
at first light.  Each fencepost steeples
a white tower, while in the unclaimed stretches
in-between, some sheep wool snagged on barbed wire
is hoar-frosted like moss.

Snow fallen, frozen, melted, fallen.  Snow
in the wide field where moss pawed out by sheep
is hoar-frosted like wool.  Deep prints say
the fox travelled the sheep-track last night.
This morning woodpigeons coo from the white wood.
The lane’s impassable.  It’s Christmas Day.






An Edinburgh Celebration for ‘Walking With Poets’

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I’m just back from a lovely overnighter in Edinburgh, cared for by Scottish Poetry Library, to celebrate the official end of the wonderful Walking With Poets project.  This summer, the SPL put 4 poets in the Royal Botanic Garden Edinburgh’s four Gardens across Scotland.  I was lucky enough to be in Logan Garden, in far western Galloway – Scotland with palm trees, a gulf stream garden at the very edge of west.

The party took place in the Lecture Theatre at Royal Botanic Garden Edinburgh, who hosted us wonderfully.




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Gerry Loose reading (and the Big Screen)

Sue Butler, Mandy Haggith, Gerry Loose and I read poems inspired by our residencies and lovely Jennifer L Williams, poet and programme manager at SPL, invited us to tell tales of our time in the RBGE’s Botanic Gardens.  Of which more at http://walkingwithpoets.com/






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Mandy Haggith reading

And we launched one of the most beautiful anthologies ever, edited by Mandy Haggith ‘Into The Forest – An Anthology of Tree Poems’, in which I’m proud to have a poem.  


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