Category: Poetry
“The dialect is Angus, and in every song there is the sound of the east wind and the rain.... She has many moods, from the stalwart humour of ‘The Beadle o’ Drumlee’ and ‘Jeemsie Miller’ to the haunting lilt of ‘The Gean-Trees’ and the pathos of ‘Craigo Woods’ and ‘The Lang Ro...
“The dialect is Angus, and in every song there is the sound of the east wind and the rain.... She has many moods, from the stalwart humour of ‘The Beadle o’ Drumlee’ and ‘Jeemsi...
2. Part 2Gin I were whaur the rowans hang Their berried heids aside the river, I’d hear the water slip alang, The rowan-leaves abune me shiver; And winds frae Angus braes wad sail To bla...