Nell, diez minutos después de nacer

(after the photograph by Richard Greenhill, 1976) Ten minutes after you were born, the books fell to the one side; your big brother continued playing Lego, putting the bits together, as if there was an order to life, and she stitched me up, that lovely midwife, and sorted out my afterbirth: and cut the cord […]

Ya llegaste, m’ijit’

O ma darlin wee one At last you are here in the wurld And wi’ aa your wisdom Your een bricht as the stars, You’ve filled this hoose with licht, Yer trusty wee haun, your globe o’ a heid, My cherished yin, my hert’s ain! O ma darlin wee one The hale wurld welcomes ye: […]