Fay Young

Tag: city of literature

  • Putting HER story up in lights

    Putting HER story up in lights

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    My tea is nearly ready and the sun has left the sky; It’s time to take the window to see Leerie going by; Robert Louis Stevenson: The Lamplighter My daily walk was later than usual. After five o’clock in January the skies are dark and pavements less inviting.  This is Leerie Lamplighter time in Edinburgh…

  • Turning leaves of the Poetry Tree

    Turning leaves of the Poetry Tree

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    ‘And so, let’s pause a moment here, draw strength – and reclaim what is ours.’ Reclaiming St Andrew Square Ron Butlin Green, gold, gone. Any day soon the leaves will turn and fall. And in a shady corner of Edinburgh’s St Andrew Square a young tree will reflect the colour of its relatives on distant mountains…

  • Lost World replaced

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    The next instant it was gone – and so was our dinner. Ed Malone in the Lost World Hot foot in the snow to St Andrew Square to check poetry stakes are still in place. So far so good, though last week I obviously blogged too soon. The Lost World vanished from the garden within…