Robert Crawford was Bishop Wardlaw Professor of Poetry at St Andrews until 2020. He is the author of Young Eliot, Eliot after ‘The Waste Land’, The Bard: Robert Burns, a Biography and Bannockburns: Scottish Independence and Literary Imagination, 1314-2014, as well as several collections of poems, including A Scottish Assembly, Full Volume and Testament.
in memory of Michael Longley
The Antrim Glens: you,Edna, Seamus and OvidTeaching us summer.
Sumin memory of John Burnside
One offered us his yellow teapot, then later fell into a Japanese volcano.One always had a twinkle in his cigarette.One motorbiked in leathers on poebiz through central Paris.One carried a dog in a cage.One wrote in fountain pen with a label poking above his...
for Alice
Thus all the books on any given subject are found standing together, and no additions or changes ever separate them.
Melvil Dewey, A Classification and Subject Index for Cataloguing and Arranging the Books and Pamphlets of a Library
Irish
Formal PeopleWaitressing for GodotGirl with Green ThighsA Farewell to Armagh
Scottish
A Drunk Man Licks at the ThistleTed GauntletSunset SnogFife: A...
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