National Poetry Day in the Outer Hebrides

WINTER LIGHT Think mostly mutedas if seen through grey veils still think abundant green, dullerwater-logged brown in placesmoss green fringed fawn think cinnamon and gingerthink peat brown dug deep, almost blackthink grey burns, grey lochsgrey sea trailing white spray Then think a low down sunthink peat grass glowing crimsonon the hill think marram glossing ochreover […]

Arrivals and Departures

I should know better by now but the arrival of autumn always takes me by surprise.  The gold of the buttercups is fading and the bleached heads of the grasses are a pale cream highlighted by the richer hues of the red clover. Russet brown seed heads of the wild angelica stand tall like skeletal […]