a haiku, with enjambment I cannot believe that the stars were made to please us – and yet, they do.
Category: verse & worse
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Walrus Boy
O walrus boy, o walrus boy! Alack, and wae is me – If I hadna wed a walrus My strange son widna be. It fell about the Martinmas When mists lie on the land I stumbled on a walrus Was lyin on the strand It didna look tae left nor richt But fixed … Continue reading Walrus Boy
Walrus Boy and the Ballad Form
'Walrus Boy' was written during a writers' weekend at Cromarty, some years ago. One of the talks we had was on the Ballad form and its characteristics. Ballads are an ancient and popular form yet they have a freshness and directness about them that never seems to wane: they may appear naive and unsophisticated on … Continue reading Walrus Boy and the Ballad Form
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