Sunday, 25 September 2011

The Sunday Post


Old man thinking.

Oars, held still, drop
on black water
tiny roulades
of waterdrops.
With their little sprinkling
they people
a big silence.

You who are long gone,
my thoughts of you are like that:
a delicate, clear population
in the big silence
where I rest on the oars and
my boat
hushes ashore.

Norman MacCaig.
May 1967.

Photo of East Lothian by Alistair

1 comment:

dbs said...

Silence is so populated with thoughts sometimes.

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