An unco sough i’ the gloamin’ An’ a flaff o’ risin’ win’, A glisk o’ stoundin’ waters By the weirdly licht o’ the mune, An’ the fell dark tide o’ Solway Comes breengin’, whummlin’ in. Whaur glistenin’ sands lay streikit Ablow the sunset sky Noo a wan wide sea is reestin’ An’ the yammerin’ sea-birds cry, An’ a wheengin’ win’ rings eerily I’ the salmon nets oot-by.
Solway Tide
by Dorothy Margaret Paulin
from Country Gold and other poems (The Moray Press, 1936)
For the Annan Haaf Netters