Difficult to cure
Secret Shape of Time It is early morning, Granny’s kettle whistles she winds the grandfather clock. It is lunchtime, Bonaly Primary School I am ‘backward’, so I am told Summertime, … Continue reading Difficult to cure
being and becoming in the world
Secret Shape of Time It is early morning, Granny’s kettle whistles she winds the grandfather clock. It is lunchtime, Bonaly Primary School I am ‘backward’, so I am told Summertime, … Continue reading Difficult to cure
[a time passes poem]
Born backward, I was not breech [ask my mum] In Primary School nobody could use a ‘b’ better than I could [in place of a ‘d’] ‘d’ could be ‘D’ … Continue reading grammar and syntax
Prosody (when and now) Syntax (arranged) Grammar (not to be silly) Punctuation (all in the timing)
I struggled so much in my primary school years that a decision was made not to enter me to George Watsons with my two sisters: Comprehensive education was my making. … Continue reading backwardness
Had our periods of life crossed, I reckon that I would have benefited from Richard’s company: Richard Wright Heath [1862-1905]
This poem is for Mrs Beaton who was my S2 English teacher, Firrhill High School, Edinburgh: BEATON. As a young child I learned to write backwards and could sleep standing … Continue reading BEATON
I was born ‘backwards’ and could, as a child, sleep standing up. I was a slow developer and used to write back-to-front. I have since lost this ability. But here … Continue reading The amazing feet of Sandy Mackie