Day Two Hundred and Thirty: Gone But Never Forgotten

Yesterday was the one year anniversary of Edwin Morgan’s death. I know I bang on about him a lot but his influence is huge.

Here is one of his to honour his memory.

In Glasgow
By Edwin Morgan

In my smoochy corner
take me on a cloud
I’ll wrap you round
and lay you down
in smoky tinfoil
rings and records
sheets of whisky
and the moon alright
old pal all right
the moon all night

Mercy for the rainy
tyres and the violet
thunder that bring you
shambling and shy
from chains of Easterhouse
plains of lights
make your delight
in my nest my spell
my arms and my shell
my barn my bell

I’ve combed your hair
and washed your feet
and made you turn
like a dark eel
in my white bed
til morning lights
a silent cigarette
throw on your shirt
I lie staring yet
forget forget


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