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Imlach by Andrew Greig

In 100 Poems, poetry on February 14, 2009 at 12:41 am

Title: Imlach
Author: Andrew Greig
Number: 63/100
Allocated postcode: EH8

Imlach

Dissolved by dusk and lighter-fuel,
he carries night under his greatcoat,
spreads newsprint over it and floats
as jetsam down the Canongate.

The moon mines silver in the broken alleys,
on chimneys, slates and skylights beats;
a snell wind whines in building sites
and sighs up empty streets,
honing tears in the bones of night-walkers,
the quick and the dead,
fluttering the News over Imlach’s head.

Now city and country sleep,
only weasel, owl, lover do not rest;
Imlach groans once and passes,
without effort, without interest.

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  1. […] No. 61: Ministry of Memory by Tom Bristow No. 62: Dùn Éideanns by Martin Mac an t-Saoir No. 63: Imlach by Andrew Greig No. 64: Scotland by Andrew Greig No. 65: The Hanging Stanes by Sam Meekings No. 66: To The Man […]

  2. […] No. 61: Ministry of Memory by Tom Bristow No. 62: Dùn Éideanns by Martin Mac an t-Saoir No. 63: Imlach by Andrew Greig No. 64: Scotland by Andrew Greig No. 65: The Hanging Stanes by Sam Meekings No. 66: To The Man […]

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