bygaun the staneyaird
he hearkens tae the lilt
o chappin mells
passing the stoneyard
he listens to the rhythm
of tapping mallets
ower the palin
her reid apples hing -
her neebour bides wi's bowlie
over the fence
her red apples hang -
her neighbour waits with his bowl
ootby the monastery -
the rairin
o hells angels
outside the monastery -
the roaring
of hells angels
throuch Mass -
a peerie attercap
snuves a wab
during Mass -
a little spider
spins a web
keek o day shauchle -
friars mak thair wey
tae mornin prayers
dawn shuffle -
friars make their way
to morning prayers
mercat day -
i the heat
dugs' lang reid tungs
market day -
in the heat
dogs' long red tongues
it the monastery door -
a youthie lad
raxes fir a cheen...
at the monastery door
a young man
reaches for a chain...
maternity ward -
pilgrimers
comin an gaein
pilgrims
coming and going
San Gimignano -
the youthie painter's claucht
the toon's cubist sheddaes
the young painter's caught
the town's cubist shadows