me, botanic gardens, edinburgh
"I gulp down winter raw. The heady
Darkness swirls with tenements.
In a brown fuzz of cottonwool
Lamps fade up crags, die into pits."
Darkness swirls with tenements.
In a brown fuzz of cottonwool
Lamps fade up crags, die into pits."
— from November night, Edinburgh, The Sinai Sort (1957), by Norman MacCaig
"Edinburgh is a mad god’s dream"
— Hugh MacDiarmid, The Complete Poems, 1978
