The third edition of Ulster Scots anthology, ‘Yarns’ includes my poem
THA GOOLDEN WHUN
Ulstèr fowk ir like tha whun,
thoarny wi’oot an goold wi’in;
prood tae be thrawn, naw taen in
bi chancers’ flum;
tha fit yince plantit, nat fer muivin
whutiver come.
But wha wi whun wud be acquent
shud aye be minefu tae tak tent
nat tae be deggert ower an rent
bi stab an birsie;
an ‘stainch’ is ‘dour’ less it be blent
wi safnin mercie.
Thoarny tha whin – an tha wile rose
that in tha yin Ulstèr hedgera growes.
Tha whun’s a wal – an yit tha rose
is mairch an boondrie;
houls tha line in lichtsome claes
gainst al an soondrie
Hard tae be saft though we intend it.
‘Gin bein gommed we’r well defendit.
Still, whun an rose, baith bricht, baith scentit,
cud stan fur this:
Alloo oor goold an dinnae stint it
– less jag, mair kiss.
This is the third anthology, published by the Ulster Scots Community Network, November 2023. It’s a showcase of new poetry and prose, including from some writers publishing in Ulster Scots for the first time.