Day 83- Reflections in the Pass of Brander, Loch Awe, Argyll, Scotland 2020
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Alasdair Maclean’s NIGHT FALLS ON ARDNAMURCHAN (1984) was his only full-length prose work. Hilary Mantel called it
“a book like an animated shipping forecast… You hear the ocean and the voice of a salt-laden gale in this sharp, thoughtful, eloquent memoir”
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In March we start our harvesting.
We dig ourselves down out of sight
in a peat bog,
continuing perhaps all summer
when the weather lets us,
till the job is done…
—Alasdair Maclean, “At the Peats”
Published in FROM THE WILDERNESS (Gollancz, 1973)
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Sea and sky. Earth-bound as I am
I’ve never yet been able to decide
which one I like best…
—Alasdair Maclean, “Sea and Sky”
Published in FROM THE WILDERNESS (Gollancz, 1973)
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Alasdair Maclean (1926–1994) was born 100 years ago #OTD, 16 March. Maclean left school at 14 to work in the shipyards, before travelling the world in the Merchant Marine & as a National Service infantryman. His 2 poetry collections, published in the 1970s, were critically acclaimed, and his one full-length prose work, the poetic memoir/journal NIGHT FALLS ON ARDNAMURCHAN, is a modern classic.
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https://www.scottishpoetrylibrary.org.uk/poet/alasdair-maclean/
This is not a mackerel sky.
This is cumulonimbus with the village's name on it.
It brought gusty winds, heavy hail and rain; and then it was gone.
Others have followed in its wake all weekend.
"Nor'west wind and a mackerel sky;
Not long wet and not long dry."