John Greening

@greeningpoet.bsky.social

British poet (The Interpretation of Owls: Poems 1977-2022 ed. Gardner, Baylor UP). Also editor of anthologies & editions of Blunden, Grigson, Crichton Smith, a new selected UA Fanthorpe & a forthcoming Matthew Arnold. Not forgetting a Rilke 'New Poems'

“I was drawn, surely, to the unusual combination of spiritual reach and humour, as well as recognising the poet’s extraordinary gift for characterisation in miniature” — @greeningpoet.bsky.social on discovering George Mackay Brown #poetrysky wildcourt.co.uk/discovering-...

Discovering George Mackay Brown – Wild Court

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Association for Scottish Literature@asls.org.uk · 10mo ago

My father passed with his penny letters Through closes opening and shutting like legends When barbarous with gulls Hamnavoe’s morning broke… —“Hamnavoe”, by George Mackay Brown (1921–1996) – born #OTD, 17 Oct “I have never seen his poetry sufficiently praised.” —Seamus Heaney A 🎂 🧵 #poetrysky 1/8

Hamnavoe
George Mackay Brown

My father passed with his penny letters
Through closes opening and shutting like legends
When barbarous with gulls
Hamnavoe's morning broke

On the salt and tar steps. Herring boats,
Puffing red sails, the tillers
Of cold horizons, leaned
Down the gull-gaunt tide

And threw dark nets on sudden silver harvests.
A stallion at the sweet fountain
Dredged water, and touched
Fire from steel-kissed cobbles.

Hard on noon four bearded merchants
Past the pipe-spitting pier-head strolled,
Holy with greed, chanting
Their slow grave jargon.

A tinker keened like a tartan gull
At cuithe-hung doors. A crofter lass
Trudged through the lavish dung
In a dream of corn-stalks and milk.

In the Arctic Whaler three blue elbows fell,
Regular as waves, from beards spumy with porter,
Till the amber day ebbed out
To its black dregs.