Old stones and ancient bones

Old stones and ancient bones

poems from the hollow hills

a new book from Gordon MacLellan

I don’t often publish my own poems and stories. I write articles and practical books and keep my more personal writing, well, personal.

But after a slightly hysterical trip to Orkney last year, I decided it was time to start sharing some of those more passionate moments with stones, bones, trees, woods and ponds. Old stones and ancient bones is the result: a small flock of poems inspried by neolithic sites, reclaimed limestone quarries and riverbanks

Getting your own copy: I will sooner or later have copies to sell - but I am on the road just now and won’t be home for another 3 weeks - it is probably quicker to get a copy direct from Lulu or maybe Amazon (but not on their system yet) - or order from your local independent book seller!

Contents include:

The hills are waiting, The satyr’s songs: the Waking Song, Broch of Gurness, Tomb of the Eagles, Anticipation 1 and 2, Kelpie

Taster poem to keep you going:

ANTICIPATION ii

Autumn waits, 

Falling into gold, and yellow, and russet,

As mist gathers,

Wool unravelled through the trees.

In the hollow dales, 

The lake anticipates winter,

And the rune-cracked ice.

But for now,

Its dark, cold reflective depth

Is divination enough

Title: Old stones and ancient bones

Author: Gordon MacLellan

Publisher: Creeping Toad

ISBN 978-1-291-46593-8