Monthly Archives: October 2010

Thoughts ahead of the day of the dead IV

Took a taxi to the cemetery as dusk fell hoping the gates wouldn’t close, thirteen pounds, hmm, a handful of white star lilies and a short note, love you Dad, sorry I’m late, keep the meter running would you? Back … Continue reading

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Homecoming

A bloodgold sunset will tinderbox the sky of shepherd’s warning clouds above the Kelvin as you think it was right to come home.

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Thoughts ahead of the day of the dead III

“People in Kwahu-Tafo, a rural town in Southern Ghana, regard a peaceful death as a ‘good death’. ‘Peaceful’ refers to the dying person having finished all business and made peace with others before his/her death and implies being at peace … Continue reading

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I love this city

A rose gold sunrise over a mercury river, steel and glass buildings reflecting the sun, leaves of copper, bronze and iron, titanium sky. It was hard to come to work this morning…

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Thoughts ahead of the day of the dead II

It’s coming up for a year since my Dad died, and though sadness comes and goes, the happiness has multiplied, too. A measure of healing has begun, after the draft has been a long time mixing. Some of his last words … Continue reading

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We burned the headless giraffe…

We burned the headless Ikea giraffe, Legacy of a former tenant, In the grate of our new house today. “Let’s throw another leg on the fire” We joked, and then were silent, With the holiness of the fire, and children … Continue reading

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Thoughts ahead of the day of the dead

A metal claw crumbles chunks of their grandfather’s Govan school as my boys begin nursery just yards away – I wonder, would he have been glad or angry that his grandsons will grow up where he did? After he ran away … Continue reading

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Happy National Poetry Day!

“There’s a room in my house where nobody goes except me:a still room, a light room/a where-I-go-to-write room,an any-day, any-time, a middle-of-the-night room/a feeling-low-and-slow or a high-as-a-kite room. Feel free!” [Room Inside, by Philip Gross] http://www.nationalpoetryday.co.uk/

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A different view of Glasgow – from a friend’s visit

http://www.flickr.com/photos/sylwiapresleyart/5042322541/in/set-72157625075423826/ I liked this one of the graffiti in the SECC tunnel, but it would have been funnier in juxtaposition with the rangers fans in blue and white walking through it! At the moment, Glasgow is blue and silver, with some dramatic … Continue reading

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