Poems to share

The Confirmation

Yes, yours, my love, is the right human face.
I in my mind had waited for this long,
Seeing the false and searching for the true,
Then found you as a traveller finds a place
Of welcome suddenly amid the wrong
Valleys and rocks and twisting roads. But you,
What shall I call you? A fountain in a waste,
A well of water in a country dry,
Or anything that’s honest and good, an eye
That makes the whole world bright. Your open heart,
Simple with giving, gives the primal deed,
The first good world, the blossom, the blowing seed,
The hearth, the steadfast land, the wandering sea,
Not beautiful or rare in every part,
But like yourself, as they were meant to be.

 

from A Year of Scottish Poems, edited by Gaby Morgan, with an introduction by Jackie Kay (Macmillan Childrens Books)

Edward Muir

Edwin Muir, (b. Orkney) 1887-1959

In the introduction to Muir’s Selected Poems (1965) T S Eliot wrote: ‘He was first and foremost concerned with what he had to say….under the pressure of emotional intensity, and possessed by his vision, he found, almost unconsciously, the right, the inevitable way of saying what he wanted to say.’