Naebody mynds Aultdrachty noo, though lood it rattles still. Yet Aultdrachty’s watter wis’nae awas clear, an it hods a muckle saicret. Sae hearken, an hear the feech o’ the packman, … Continue reading The Aultdrachty rauchle
This is a poem that was written by me in March 2004. It is about a burn (small river) in Glen Muck, Royal Deeside called Allt Darrarie. This burn is very near … Continue reading Visitors may fish the Alt Darrarie
I honestly forget when it was that I wrote this Doric poem. It must be considerably more than ten years ago! This poem celebrates long life and particularly long life that … Continue reading Beyont Mizzerment!
Lennox and Gotthelf, in “Philosophical Issues in Aristotle’s Biology”: Hans-Georg Gadamer, in “The Enigma of Health”:
This is a poem I wrote just after my son Andrew was born. At the time we were living in remote Aberdeenshire and Hale-Bopp comet was in the night sky: … Continue reading Beat the drum, Fly the night, Catch a star
Chapter 1 of ‘Deeside Tales: the stories of a small glen’: Dwine’t awa an Deid The Highland Clearance – we know the history; and why should it be any different … Continue reading Dwine’t awa an Deid