sky

by Liz Niven

lift       Galloway Scots

twa wrens are thrang,
howkin oot moss fae ma gairden dyke

wee mooths pull green fronds
twice as lang’s thirsels

thon things that wecht ye doon
lift intae a blue yonder,
watchin thir sma determinations.

sky       English Version

two wrens are busy
digging out moss from my garden wall

small mouths pull green fronds
twice as long as themselves

those things that weigh you down
lift into a blue distance
Watching their small determinations.