A Kist o Skinklan Things

PART OF THE The Second Spring ISSUE

‘Nae man wha loves the lawland tongue / But warsles wi’ the thocht’

Extract from A Kist o Skinklan Things
Edited by J Derrick McClure
Published by ASLS

The Makar
By William Soutar

Nae man wha loves the lawland tongue

But warsles wi’ the thocht—

There are mair sangs that bide unsung

Nor a’ that hae been wrocht.

Ablow the wastrey o’ the years,

The thorter o’ himsel’,

Deep buried in his bluid he hears

A music that is leal.

And wi’ this lealness gangs his ain;

And there’s nae ither gait

Though a’ his feres were fremmit men

Wha cry: Owre late, owre late.

A Kist o Skinklan Things, edited by J Derrick McClure, is out now published by ASLS priced £14.95.

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