Northwords Now Issue 39

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by James Sinclair

A’ll paek oot dee een
an cloor trowe dee leeg
I can feel me belly rumble

I tink A’m losin me mind. Da ony wye
ta tak me towts fae starvation an cowld,
is ta mak da finest denner itill me hied.
An whit denners A’m hed, graet plates o maet,
fried haddocks an livers wi floury taaties,
plate eftir plate o reestit mutton tattie soup
fresh baked bannocks clerted in kirn butter,
lumps o fried saucermaet an deukes eegs,
poorin da fat oot da pan ower da leftower tatties,
clooty dumplins foo o raisins an spice an cinnamon,
hame med hufsi washed doon wi cup eftir cup o sugary tae.

An dan me towts ’ll tak a darker turn,
da boadies itil da howld, prime frozen an maet apo dir banes.
Da lang pig, dey say hit tastes o saat pork.
Could we raelly hae a feed aff o dem? A roastit leeg
or a braised rack o ribs, kidneys, liver an heart.

The Hull whaleship Diana, trapped in the Greenland ice

A sequence of Shetland dialect poems as an interpretation of the ill-fated voyage of the Hull whaleship Diana, trapped in the Greenland ice over winter 1866-1867.

Back Fae Da EdgePoem by James Sinclair
Honest GraftPoem by James Sinclair
Laevin HamePoem by James Sinclair
Lang LippenedPoem by James Sinclair
LossPoem by James Sinclair
Lost SowlsPoem by James Sinclair
Makkin a Run Fur HitPoem by James Sinclair
MellishonPoem by James Sinclair
Mirrie DancersPoem by James Sinclair
Shaestin a FeynessPoem by James Sinclair
Shaestin wir PreyPoem by James Sinclair
Slippin AwaPoem by James Sinclair
StarvationPoem by James Sinclair
TrappitPoem by James Sinclair