Mae Diansangu

Mae Diansangu is an Aberdonian poet who writes to continue conversations started by people long gone. These conversations are felt in the body before they are expressed on the page, making each poem a visceral response (to a question that will probably remain unanswered). Mae has previously been commissioned by Fringe of Colour Film, the National Library of Scotland and True North Festiva

aneath deldspar skies, twa
granite eens tak tent.
canny an silverin. sharp
enough tae mak the stars
greet. great muckle beast,
ferociously still. here tae
mind us nivver tae forget;
his grey silence speirs at
bodies passin by, “fit wye
d’ye nae cairry the deid in
yer teeth?” these streets
are sleek wi ghosts. sloshin
an slitterin a ower the livin.
still, maist fowk da ken
they’re plooterin aboot in
auld rememberins. but the
past winna dauchle past
ye. mair likely, it’ll ask ye in
tae get drookit, an ging
dookin dur memories. pale,
slippery flauchts o fit used
tae be, sclidder in an oot o
his vision. he huds the
toon’s shiftin image in his
jaw. a phantom map o
treetaps an tramlines.
great muckle beast,
ferociously still here.