Tuesday, 17 July 2012

13/100 - the foreign ship let down a rope

I was on that shore, hidden,
When the foreign ship let down a rope
Into his tinker-dark hands

[from 1:The Prince in the heather, Poems for Kenna, George Mackay Brown, The wreck of the Archangel]


  1. "Tinker dark hands" I love it. I'm going to have to find a copy of this man's poems. I can see why you're using it.

    1. This exercise has proved incredibly worthwhile and has made me realise how I usually read poetry far too fast and with insufficient attention. My youngest son has just has me read Seamus Heaney's 'The Grauballe Man' out to him on the phone and it was truly wonderful. I MUST read more aloud.

  2. I grew up reading poetry out loud and I'm still known to recite chunks when the mood catches me. (That's what reading aloud does for me in the first place - I find I remember it better)

    Keep going. You're doing really well with it.

  3. I love this image, missed it when it went up, but just discovered now :)