SERENITY

Alasdair Roberts - "The Crook of My Arm"

Like a thousand other post cards of towns like this in towns like this, surrounded by hate and indifference, prejudice, ennui. In tomorrow's light, to you, revealed entire: gauche and too exact: just so: a weekender's idea of Scotland. Like that boat in seaside Scottish towns' welcoming docks: a crass word emblazoned on its side, revealing the author for everything he is and believes - to those who can read it - S E R E N U A S. But tonight, nothing more nor nothing less than anything else we use to secure a dwelling in the world: a home: a comfort.