The Church Elder

He is a black crow stalking the raven
congregation in their oiled raincoats.
The women are pigeons in their plain scarves,
but here is one who seems a robin redbreast,

brighteyed and laughing in her flowered blouse.
He passes her, his face a gargoyle
of the others’ sharp-beaked scowls.
In church he raises his eyes to lead the prayer

and notices the roof bosses, budding, dark and intricate.
Much later he wakes shaking from a dream
where he is in the graveyard
gorging himself on wet red berries.

Published in Gutter Magazine 07.

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Sauchiehall St

After a long time
of bare concrete and branches
the sun’s touch quickens
my cold eye

to the proud blue bloom
of an artificial flower
on a chemo-barren skull

to the tree of a man
bowed
under one budding son and
bound groundwards
by the bramble arms
of another

to the beautiful saxophonist
murdering jazz
and the freak shufflestepping
beside him

it would take Howson
to arrest their solid forms

I can only hope
to root this wee miracle
in the mind of another:
Spring has come to my gaze again.

 

Published in Tip Tap Flat: a view of Glasgow (Freight Books, 2012)

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Leave our Lane Alane!

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Photo by Kitty Lappin

UPDATE: ‎1 abstention, 6 against, 9 for. They’ve ignored their own planning guidelines, and common sense. It’s not over yet though! http://saveotagolane.co.uk/

 

Otago Lane, the last surviving hub of independent culture and life in Glasgow’s West End, is under threat from a massive 163 flat development which would bring about the closure of such institutions the second-hand and antiquarian bookshop Voltaire and Rousseau, the wonderful Mixed-Up Records, and the Tchai-Ovna tea house, all important independent centres of culture. The Planning Committee visited the site at 9am this morning, when shops are not normally open for business, but Otago Street was not caught napping! Supporters swarmed down to the cafes and shops which were specially opened early for the day. They are now picketing the City Chambers, where the decision is even now being made as to whether to allow the planning application to go ahead. Please, if you are in Glasgow and able to get down there, support them, or if not, at least post online and sign the petition! http://saveotagolane.co.uk/

Voltaire and Rousseau, run by brothers Jo and Ed McGonegal is an unassuming treasure trove of literary delights providing book service in the West End for the past 30 years. Voltaire and Rousseau not only provides an affordable way for students to purchase course materials, a range of literature from French or Gaelic poetry to gardening manuals, but is also renowned throughout Scotland and the world as a place where    discoveries can be made. Not long ago an original copy of Blake’s Poetical Sketches, complete with engravings was found after some digging about in the book filled crannies of the shop. It is perhaps the higlety-piglety piles of roughly genre-fied books where one can unabated while away hours in bookwormish pursuits that really creates the magic of the shop. It seems that the owners of V&R are unaware of the real gems they have because they are too busy shoring up the walls of books from collapsing!

There are some quite notable and varied book worms who frequent or have frequented V&R. Alistair Grey, A.L. Kennedy, Bernard McLaventy, Tom Leonard, Barry Humphries, Dennis Healey, Pat Kane, Rev. Ian Paisley, Alexander Trocchi (deceased), Margaret Attwood are just some of the more famous people who have been customers.

After purchasing a tome then what better than to pop round the corner and pore over it with a cup of tea in Tchai-Ovna, again another hang out for writers, poets and bookworms. You can sit for hours over a pot of tea with a book in one of the comfy chairs and again no one will bother you, continuing the relaxed, unassuming ambience of the lane.

Here there are also literary events and poetry readings, such as my own and my brother’s legacy, the Magic Carpet Cabaret, introducing the latest in new writers and musicians to the Glasgow Scene, including Christie Williamson, The Grey Earl, Chris Floyd and David Manderson, and the long-established “Reading the leaves”, which attracts writers and enthusiasts from around Scotland, with such writers as  Alan Jamieson, Anne Donovan, Dave Manderson, Loiuse Welsh and Tom Leonard to name just a few, making appearances and performing.

The loss of the lane will not only be a loss of livelihood for those who work in these establishment, it will mean the loss of the literary hub of Glasgow, a virtual cultural eclipse.

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Just call me Alice…

Very excited to be heading Doune the Rabbit Hole this weekend. I will be reading some poems on the Longhouse Spoken Word Stage on Saturday, then singing along with my brother Jim’s band Easy, Tiger! on Sunday lunchtime. Taking the man and kids too – very glad about that, especially as Doune the Rabbit Hole’s ethos is to introduce children to music and poetry, and to make sure there is no financial boundary to children learning creative skills like playing instruments, sculpting, writing poetry, and animation. Therefore, all under 12s get in free, and I hope there will be some very fun activities for them!

Very excited about the music lineup, which includes Hidden Masters, the Lovely Eggs, and Adam Stearns & The Glass Animals. Full line-up here: http://dounetherabbithole.co.uk/line-up/

This year, the festival will be held at Duncarron Fort, Carron Valley, which is being constructed by the Clanranald Trust as a full-scale replica of a medieval fortified village.

…and you can get there completely by public transport! http://dounetherabbithole.co.uk/location/ Hope to see you there.

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Keep Glasgow dear and green!

Just read A subway train to the future – a very important post about North Kelvin Meadow by fellow poet Christie Williamson. There are not enough urban wildernesses being left alone in Glasgow, certainly not ones you’d be happy for your kids to play on. As a child in Glasgow myself, I remember playing down where the Kelvin meets the Clyde – a place that is still a wilderness, but now fenced in and ripe for the developers, opposite the new Riverside Museum. I like the museum, and support development where it’s needed, such as along the Clyde, but the West End is not in need of more flats, it is in need of breathing space, and joyful community spaces. Yes, there is a need for housing, but there are plenty of brownfield sites and derelict buildings – some of the most beautiful listed buildings in the world are being left to rot and fall down in Merchant City, while green spaces such as the meadow and characterful streets such as  Otago Lane are under threat, just because of where they are. Let’s fight for them!

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I had a wonderful time at the Tip Tap Flat launch last week, thanks to everyone who came along and supported, and especial thanks to Louise Welsh and Adrian Searle for organising. Really enjoyed the jazz-accordian combo after as well! http://www.freightbooks.co.uk/great-launch-for-tip-tap-flat/

and more good news from Freight – it was a clean sweep for Clydebuilt 5 in Gutter 7. Great to be in such “August” company!Image

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Tip Tap Flat

I have three poems coming out in an anthology of new creative writing and graphic art inspired by the City of Glasgow, to be launched Thursday 28th June, 6.30pm in Waterstones Sauchiehall Street. More details at: http://www.freightbooks.co.uk/tip-tap-flat-a-view-of-glasgow/

The poems include an early draft of the Three Rivers Poem that is being expanded into a book-length project, (see https://ellenmcateer.com/2012/04/27/same-city-different-maps/).

That’s cheered up a rainy morning!

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Pedal on Parliament

I was there!

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April 28th: Over 3,000 gathered at the Meadows in Edinburgh for the biggest cycle protest ever seen in Scotland, matching protests in London, Rome and elsewhere,  in support of safer cycling and cities fit for people. I am sure there were more than the police estimate of 3,000 – there were cyclists as far as the eye could see, wave upon wave stretching down the entire Royal Mile, ringing bells, tooting horns, and yelling “Bollards!” in warning as the electronic traffic control devices rose repeatedly from the ground threatening to unseat us all. “Bollards!” I found myself shouting for the 3rd time. “F@*%! It nearly was!” exclaimed a nearby male cyclist. I saw a taxi driver, driven mad perhaps by the sight of all these pollution-free happy healthy people taking over his roads, suddenly veer into the protest and attempt to force his way through the crowd, which included four-year-olds on tricycles, to deliver his passenger to parliament. I like to think it was an MSP. In any case, the point was made as he was sharply pulled over by a very angry policeman. I have to say the police were brilliant, very supportive, turning out on their own bikes to give us an escort, and holding back traffic against the lights to let us through. Below is a video which really captures the joy and unison of the day – both sombre, during the stunning minute’s silence in memory of those cyclists who have died on the road, and elated as we all cheered ourselves to the finish line and rang out a chorus of bells. And yes, that’s me sitting under a tree in sunglasses with a cuppa awaiting the start of the protest, but I did do some cycling too – honest! In fact, the family was so pleased we went right on from parliament to my sister’s chip shop (Barracuda near Portobello), and down to the beach to enjoy a well-earned feast. Well done everyone. We took back the streets and won, without violence. That’s the way it should be!

Video by Gary Buckham, Pugsley on Patrol.

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Same City, Different Maps

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Glasgow University and the Glasgow School of Art are launching an anthology of creative writing, Tip Tap Flat. The working title for the anthology was “Same City, Different Maps”, and the theme is the city of Glasgow.  I am lucky enough to have three poems in there, including a work-in-progress called “Three Rivers”, based around the rivers Clyde, Kevin and Cart (the White Cart and Black Cart join as they flow into the Clyde) which I am hoping to expand into a much larger work. Feels great to have in-progress stuff out there, and to be part of a Glasgow dialogue in a place which I call home, but which doesn’t recognise my accent! It should be coming out around June, more news to follow.

Slideshow – “Glasgow Rivers, their legend and their lore”: a gem of a book, which I’ll be using in my research for the expanded poem, an early version of which is being published soon; Map of Gilmorehil, 1795; (c) Tom Pattison – frozen River Cart at Anchor Mill; (c) Gavin Ross –  Kingston Bridge, River Clyde; (c) Neilston Webcam – The River Kelvin.

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Edinburgh gig – Ellen

Well call me an April fool and a dharma bum – my next reading will be at the Dharmic Angels showcase for Jack Kerouac’s 90th birthday year, Sunday 1st April  at No Rhyme, No Reason, Jazz Bar, Chambers St, Edinburgh, from 8.30pm.

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