Wednesday, March 4, 2020

walking groups

a few poems from some of my visit with walk groups


The Gentle walkers of Kemnay

your short walks
my minor walks
their gentle walks


The Sole Sisters of Kirkcaldy

saudade means
saudade only

      there’s no
      translation – 

   it’s feeling
      the absence  
      of something


The dog-walkers of Prestwick

the group walk with dogs
is a gentle outdoor form of pinball


the memory walkers of Letham

I remember Mr Stewart’s Scottish soldier
smart in his coloured glass uniform
watching orfe* patrol the wee pond

*golden orfe: a kind of posh goldfish; this poem describes a local garden with glass mosaics.

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