Revir an' Gribs - a poem
Channel: armadillozenith
Date: 28/08/2011

A new poem, in an auld tongue.. sort of!

I love the sound of Scots - and Gaelic - language, but even having lived in Scotland since I was 4, some everyday local words and phrases still are unclear in meaning. I have since learned that even within Scotland, between Scots, different dialects can obscure mutual understanding. Especially in childhood, I might grasp a fragment here and there but not follow the overall drift... Conversation obviously meant something, but what was it about?

This poem is meant to duplicate that effect... 

I acknowledge a debt of gratitude to every teacher and performer who has imbued me with an affectionate regard for the culture of Scotland and for my adopted home region; and I pay particular tribute to William Topaz McGonagall, poet of just fame.