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Glenday, John: A Westray Prayer

Portre of Glenday, John

A Westray Prayer (English)

i.m. Mike and Barbara Heasman
 
Let us now give thanks
for these salt-blown
 
wind-burned pastures
where oatgrass and timothy
shrink from the harrow of the sea
 
where Scotland at long last
wearies of muttering its own name
where we may begin
 
to believe we have always known
what someone in his wisdom
must have meant
 
when he gave us everything
and told us nothing



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