Her

I had been told about her.
How she would always, always.
How she would never, never.
I'd watched and listened
but I still fell for her,
how she always, always.
How she never, never.

In the small brave night,
her lips, butterfly moments.
I tried to catch her and she laughed
a loud laugh that cracked me in two,
but then I had been told about her,
how she would always, always.
How she would never, never.

We two listened to the wind.
We two galloped a pace.
We two, up and away, away, away.
And now she's gone,
like she said she would go.
But then I had been told about her -
how she would always, always.


From Life Mask (Bloodaxe, 2005), copyright © Jackie Kay 2005, used by permission of the author and Bloodaxe Books Ltd.

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1The Waiting Lists

2Baby Lazarus

3The Tweed Hat Dream

4Brendon Gallacher

5Old Tongue

6My Grandmother

7In My Country

8In the Pullman

9The Red Graveyard

10Somebody Else

11Teeth

12Pride

13Late Love

14Glen Strathfarrar

15The Spare Room

16There's Trouble for Maw Broon

17Spoons

18Mugs

19Her

20Gone With the Wind

21Model

22Bronze

23Things Fall Apart

24A White African Dress

25Kano

26George Square

27The Shoes of Dead Comrades

28I Kin See Richt Thru My Mither

29High Land

30Old Aberdeen

31Dream Pier

32Donkey

33Baggage

34Moon Mask

35Life Mask

Books by Jackie Kay