Stewart Conn Poems

From my study window
I see you
below in the garden, a hand
here pruning
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In pride of place on my work-surface
are an ink-well of weighted glass

and a black quill-pen, presented to me
when I left long-term employ:
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A Welcome

Sons and daughters of Aesculapius
from Doctor & Prof to Mr & Ms,
we the citizenry of Auld Reekie
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Waking in the small hours the night
before you go into hospital, you press
the palm of my hand to your cheek
so that my wrist, following the line
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