Time stirs his fire

Truly glorious day here in Edinburgh - city is looking wonderful in the early morning sunshine ...

... for me - Norman MacCaig's poem, Sun blink, captures the uniqueness of a hot, Scottish, summer's day:


Sun blink

On a streaming cloud the sun jumps, crowing light,
And the air opens like a book. Its blinding
Pages are stained with grass suddenly green
And water suddenly blue. Bracken is sending

Messages by mirrors, to anywhere,
Under the hawk that hangs like an apostle
Over his own bad news. The water rings
Clearer than coins. And with a whispering whistle

This heather clump that's forest to my head
Swarms in a mile of blue ... Time stirs his fire,
And here and everywhere begins to write
Another paragraph on the opened air.

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Norman MacCaig (1910-1996)

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This is taken from the pictured 1990, collected works - one of my very favourite Poetry volumes :-)