We sit on a small rock fishing with glass nets
for clues of how things used to be; we count
the waves reaching our shore.
They say we were brilliant then; now
we’re castaways, growing smaller,
steering by obituaries of light.
Hugh Bryden, of Roncadora Press, has organised this event for the past couple of years: poems displayed in windows around Dumfries to celebrate the Bard. Thanks to Mark Russell who took this photo of poems in the window of the Robert Burns House Museum (including this one of mine). Mark has a poem up at the Globe Inn; the Coach and Horses is the other venue. All are on display until February 17th. Roncadora press has produced a lovely pamphlet with a selection of poems from last years event, each one handwritten by the poet.