TWO RIVERS – THE LEVEN AND THE CLYDE – A POEM BY BILLY SCOBIE

Billy Scobie

Fast flowing,
She has coiled
A living, ever-changing
Yet constant course
From Lomond
To the Clyde.
Always she has been
A confluence
Of two worlds,
Two peoples,
Two mythologies.
Loch Lomond –
Glacier-gouged fjord,
Born of the melting ice.
A holy place
Of saints and sanctuaries.
Keledei –
Kessog, Kentigerna…
With sacred islands
And the Celtic Christianity
Of a Gaelic-speaking people
Whose Irish ancestors
Brought Scotland
Her very name.
The Clyde –
Clotta
And her brooding rock –
Dun Breatann,
Oldest fortress in all Britain.
That stern volcanic nut
Which even the glaciers
Could not crack.
Northernmost knuckle
Of the Welsh-speaking
Strathclyde Britons…

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