Sheena Blackhall Poems
- Immigrant I can't imagine dying in this land. The neighbours...
- Emigration Stone Great grandfather stood like a stone As the...
- Of Sylvia Plath, Ted Hughes (3... In Memory of Sylvia ...
- Of Auschwitz (7 Poems) 1.Shoe-Case, Auschwitz Clogs, boots...
- Views From A Window Please don't disturb the crane fly on the...
- The Shoes Holocaust relics- A roomful A raceful A hateful
- Stick Man Stick man, his gait is stilted From the gape that ...
Sheena Blackhall is a writer, illustrator, traditional ballad singer and storyteller in North East Scotland. From 1998-2003 she was Creative Writing Fellow in Scots at Aberdeen University's Elphinstone Institute.She has published four Scots novellas, fourteen short story collections and over 100 poetry collections, some of which are listed here (most recent first) . Two of her plays have been televised. She has won several national awards for Scots poetry and short-story writing. In 2009 she became the poet laureate for Aberdeen & the North East of Scotland. more »
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I can't imagine dying in this land.
The neighbours here have doors graffiti-red
‘Why are you brown? ' another pupil asked
‘I think because my folks are brown, ' I said
Out on our landing, someone's dumped a bed
I dream in Hindi. I don't understand
The baby words in English in my school book
At games, or dancing, no one takes my hand
I miss the smells of curry, frangipani,
The steaming chai at Delhi's teeming stalls
The cooking fires. I even miss the sewers
The thieving monkeys with their chattering calls
I miss the temple incense, the bright ...