November Skye
Cut the bracken for bedding.
If the frost comes first
it crumbles, but
the cattle still have rushes.
These are the best days,
work, not of necessity.
I have the scythe,
she has the fork.
We always do this together,
as if the bed’s our own.
Seth Crook taught philosophy at various universities before moving to the Hebrides. He does not like cod philosophy in poetry. But he does like cod, poetry and philosophy.