1997 sees John Hegley back on the Edinburgh Fringe for the 14th consecutive year. In the first of an occasional series of poems, he here reflects upon what the city means to him
The crags
The bagpipes
The Meadows
The Mound
The foldable pound
The Firth of Forth
The absence of the Clyde
Morningside
Jack of Hearts
King of Hibs
Buckled shoes
Skean-dhus
Heather
Gorse
Salt
Sauce
Rocks
Tenement blocks
Soft water
Hard climbs
Hard cases
Fear of Lothian Transport
John Hegley is at Venue 14, Traverse, 10pm nightly to 17 Aug, then 11pm 19-24 Aug. 0131-228 1404
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