3520

An October wind
Rustles the bright red ivy:
Stone church half covered

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3513

Atop Arthur’s Seat
Wind fills both my ears with sound—
I am out of breath

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3488

I am aiport-bound:
Soft peat green grass is growing
Between the train tracks

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3467

“Pride and poverty
of the Scots” dominates views:
One side sunned, one black

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3465

16th-century
Dovecot towers above us
Camera phones in hand

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3442

The Firth of Forth’s blue
Surprises us as we round
The castle’s corner

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