Robert Crawford (Scottish poet)

Robert Crawford FRSE FBA (born 1959) is a Scottish poet, scholar and critic. He is emeritus Professor of English at the University of St Andrews. He writes in both Scots and English.

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To love you needs more details than the Book of Kells
  • Ghetto-makars, tae the knackirs'
    Wi aw yir schemes, yir smug dour dreams
    O yir ain feet. Yi're beat
    By yon new Scoatlan loupin tae yir street...
    • "Ghetto-Blastir", st. 1, in Sterts & Stobies (1985)
  • Throw all your stagey chandeliers in wheel-barrows and move them north
    To celebrate my mother's sewing-machine
    And her beneath an eighty-watt bulb, pedalling
    Iambs on an antique metal footplate.
    • "Opera", in A Scottish Assembly (1990)
  • Semiconductor country, land crammed with intimate expanses,
    Your cities are superlattices, heterojunctive
    Graphed from the air, your cropmarked farmlands
    Are epitaxies of tweed.
    • "Scotland", st. 1, in A Scottish Assembly (1990)
  • Among circuitboard crowsteps
    To be miniaturised is not small-minded.
    To love you needs more details than the Book of Kells
    Your harbours, your photography, your democratic intellect
    Still boundless, chip of a nation.
    • "Scotland", st. 4, in A Scottish Assembly (1990)
  • Thinking of Helensburgh, J. G. Frazer
    Revises flayings and human sacrifice;
    Abo of the Celtic Twilight, St Andrew Lang
    Posts him a ten-page note on totemism
    And a coloured fairy book.
    • "Scotland in the 1890s", in A Scottish Assembly (1990)
  • James Murray combs the dialect from his beard
    And files slips for his massive Dictionary.
    • "Scotland in the 1890s", in A Scottish Assembly (1990)
  • ... Listen —
    Not to dour centuries of trudging,
    Marching, and taking orders;
    Today I have heard the feet of my country
    Breaking into a run.
    • "Radio Scottish Democracy", in Talkies (1992)
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