Sheena Blackhall Poems

Heredity:

Homage to the Ancestors
Many wombs opened before my coming,
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Haute Cuisine
The dearer the maet
The less on yer plate
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Caravans front the sea like gritted teeth
Steeling for the storms that winter brings
Incongruously named
Sahara, Rio, Granada, Burgandy
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The hungry wind sucks pebbles on the beach
A shag glowers at the foam
It's throat's a tarry S
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I canna use IKEA.
I canna wirk it oot
Wi aa thon bits o paper
The screws an nails spreid oot
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Feeding the hungry, Cyrenians do it
Visiting the prisons: for those who blew it

Burying the paupers: Council- cremated
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The Amazing Flea
I'm the star of a famous flea circus
Sipho-naptera, that's me
I wish you could see my gold tutu
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Life is not reversible
We are framed to follow the Future
Fate lays out her dark instruments
Where the wind is calling you on
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The official city motto o Dundee's a giftie frae God
Twa dragons, uphaud a pot o daffs, its symbolism-
Aabody in Scotlan ower the age o saxty
Kens the toun is famed
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The invisible door of day
Is quietly shutting.

It is time for me to walk out
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