In lowland Scots, the verb ‘shoogle’ means to rock back and forth with small rapid movements. From the late sixteenth century dialect noun ‘shog’, which John Donne would no doubt have recognised as meaning ‘trepidation’.
In ‘Shoogle Tide’, Nigel Humphreys ponders the nature of luck whilst Margaret Eddershaw soars over Rio, Marianne Brown goes cycling in Hanoi and Sylvia Oldroyd attends a memorable funeral in Rome; meanwhile, Poul Webb takes a coffee break in everycity, Phil Powley takes a train to everywhere and David R Morgan waits on the edge of the city and the wilds.
Plant and planet, May queen and Eurovision wannabees, eclipses and omens in time and tide are considered as well as some never-ending human issues – and the result is a forecast to be considered with trepidation.
Margaret Eddershaw is the winner of the Earlyworks Press Open Poetry Competition 2007 and Phil Powley the winner of the WordArt competition.
St. Peter’s By Night
cast their mesh
over an unfamiliar skyline;
above the Vatican,
Ursa Major dangles
the bait of its tail-end star.
Bernini’s pillared colonnades
draw imperceptibly tighter;
Seine net in stone.
The dome, wrapped in light
the colour of a halo,
shelters the fisherman’s tomb;
shoulders the universe.
The Long Down Road
My home lay in the heart
of the angled forest,
far from rhyming pasture.
Honeysuckle swam like a fiery sea,
stags dipped their horned heads in welcome
and stayed still for me and silent.
Light as floss I soared through green heaven,
fast as dappled light
and in the oak cool dark birds fanned my hair.
Now I trace the smaller magic
on your city’s edges,
counting axe strokes through clouded years.
David R Morgan
69 poems by 32 poets
Published by Earlyworks Press ISBN 9780955342974
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