Three Cheers for Our Under-valued Public Sector

Three cheers for

our under-valued
public sector


The Cafe 2
James Robertson
and Tom Morton

The day I left
Oz Blackstone’s wife
dead on the kitchen floor


John Cameron
Cruise ship captains

We were told to forget
our cares at the door.
I didn’t forget mine


The Cafe 3
Cybernats

What on earth has
happened to
my dongle?


Islay McLeod
Lust in Balloch

Also for Kay

Photographs by
Islay McLeod

Today’s banner

Winter sunset over
the Clyde
Photograph by
Islay McLeod

Requiem for

my wife,

Kay Carmichael

David Donnison

The writer, broadcaster, educator, social worker and reformer Kay Carmichael died on 26 December 2009. ‘I felt a need,’ said her husband David Donnison, ‘to put down words to help me find a way through a veil of tears. Although I had not published poems before and never intended these to be published I instinctively resorted to poetic forms to convey the pain and passion, and to seek the sharper edge to thought that poetry makes possible’. David wrote 22 poems which are collected in the volume, ‘Requiem’, published privately. We have selected four.


As Death Impends

As death impends self-centred I become,
battening down the hatches
as the roar of loss approaches.

Grief seeps deep through my bones;
the busy crowd irrelevant –
citizens of a distant, half-heard world.

Time disintegrates. This tea and toast,
so carefully carried, fills all eternity.
Next week? Next month…? Who cares?

30 November 2009

Alone

Her slippers peep from under the bed.

30 January 2010

Scattering Your Ashes

I come to this rock
where you would sit
to say goodbye
to your life and mine.

I come to pray –
not for you but to you –
seeking a share
in your lonely gallantry.

Gazing here together
to the Atlantic horizon,
‘There is no path’ you said.
‘We make the path by walking.’

Now I must walk,
travelling light,
till our dust mingles
in these flowing tides.

22 February 2010

Postscript

Thought you wrote some poems?

You were wrong.
Powered by pain,
half scream, half song,
they kept your head to wind,
drove you through the storm.

19 June 2010

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