Sheena Blackhall

Gold Star - 4,773 Points (18/8/1947 / Aberdeen)

Sheena Blackhall Poems

921. School Journey 2/14/2010
922. The Animal Refugees 9/8/2010
923. The Cyard's Kist (28 Scots Poems) 9/29/2013
924. Kinaalda: The Navajo Girls' Puberty Ceremony 4/8/2016
925. And How Am I To Love The World Again? 2/15/2017
926. Thought Police Of Art 2/15/2017
927. 15 Selected Love Poems In Scots 8/28/2009
928. Stick Man 6/29/2014
929. Of Auschwitz (7 Poems) 2/23/2010
930. Views From A Window 11/15/2014
931. Emigration Stone 6/27/2011
932. Of Sylvia Plath, Ted Hughes (3 Poems) 2/23/2010
933. Immigrant 2/3/2015
Best Poem of Sheena Blackhall


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 ...

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Two tables along
From two Dutch lovers whispering
And a housemaid pushing a broom,
Three sparrows hoop round a menu.

A flea-bitten dog climbs onto a seat,
Not ordering,
Lolling abundantly.

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