Author Archive: Christine De Luca

About Christine De Luca

Christine De Luca (nee Pearson) was born and brought up in Shetland, spending her formative years in Waas (Walls) on the west side of the mainland. She now lives in Edinburgh. She writes in English and in Shetland dialect which is a blend of Old Scots with much Norse influence. Shetland dialect is a lively mother tongue, still vibrant and enjoyed both for its onomatopoeic quality and its classlessness. Her main interest is poetry, but she is also active in promoting work with Shetland children and has written dialect stories for a range of age-groups. In addition to this, her first novel, And then forever was published in 2011. She has been appointed Edinburgh's poet laureate (Makar) for 2014-2017

Launch of the Edinburgh Alphabet: an A-Z of the city’s museum collections

Makar and Ken Cockburn

With Edinburgh poet Ken Cockburn at launch of the Edinburgh Alphabet Exhibition at the City Art Centre

18th May saw the opening of the summer exhibition at the City Art Centre – three floors of exhibits drawn from all the city’s many museums. It is a fascinating and eclectic mix, bound to stir the memory and imagination. The exhibits are organised on an A-Z basis. It’s a lovely airy space to wander around.
Several Edinburgh poets have offered poems linked to the exhibition (and/ or the Year of History, Heritage and Archaeology). Come and hear them read their poems, 11am- 11.30am, on Saturday September 16th, Friday September 22nd and Wednesday September 27th.

Scottish PEN at 90 – plaque unveiling at The Writers’ Museum

On Burns’ Night, at its base in The Writers’ Museum, Scottish PEN celebrated its ninetieth year. Councillor Lewis welcomed everyone, President Carl MacDougall gave a short speech and I had the honour to unveil the simple, but effective plaque and read a specially commissioned poem. There was a beautiful cake for us all to enjoy, emblazoned with the words Liberty, Language, Literature.

Way out of my depth at an Electric Car Event

I rashly accepted an invitation from Professor Tariq Muneer of the Transport Research Institute at Napier University to read a few poems at their Electric Car Event on 12th October.  A hall full of engineers and motor enthusiasts was a novel experience for me, but I found them to be a receptive audience.  One poem even had the word ‘car’ and ‘throttle’ in it!

Electric car

Just one of the lovely cars on display

Edinburgh’s Riding of the Marches

The flags raised on the Mercat Cross

The original Blue Blanket flag was brought back from Flodden with news of defeat

Having missed Edinburgh’s Riding of the Marches last Autumn I was delighted to witness all the pageantry of this spectacle.  It took place on Sunday 11th September.  About 250 horses riding up the Royal Mile behind the Lord Provost and a pipe band was a sight worth seeing!  I hope this poem captures some of the history of the event we enjoy today.

Raising the Blue Blanket

Edinburgh’s Riding of the Marches


It’s quite a spectacle these days: all those horses clattering

up the Royal Mile; pipes and flags and banners waving.


No need now to check the corners of our common land,

inspect our borders. But good to keep alive the memory


of earlier times: swathes of young men who fell at Flodden;

their long spears didn’t save them. Safe oot but not safe in.


And of the men who formed the Trades and Guilds, built

the city. Led by baillies, they rode out to mark boundaries:


the Barber-Surgeons with their razors and their lances,

the Goldsmiths – assaying, marking quality;


the Incorporation of Hammermen – you wouldn’t mess

with armourers and sword-makers! Horse-shoes and harness


were also their domain. Wrights and Masons – all

the building trades; even Upholsterers were there.


And Skinners, Furriers, Hatmakers: curing, tanning,

stitching, fashioning; attesting all their skills.


The Tailors must have cut a dash: a long apprenticeship

before they joined their Guild. Baxters guaranteed the flour,


Fleshers had to demonstrate a grizzly competence,

the Cordiners, their shoes. Websters, Bonnetmakers


and Dyers are still around and Candlemakers have

once more lit their flame, been recognised again.


In the past, Guilds had their Council Deacons;

and with their Chaplains, Charters, Seals of Cause,


Coats of Arms and banners it was a heady mix.

See them riding out and you’d be impressed!


They still take pride in their vocation, hone their skills.

Their boundaries are only what they set themselves.


They ride out recessions, harness new ideas,

mark out new territories of trade, intimidate no one.


So we, in good heart, salute them at the Mercat Cross.

Let’s raise again the old Blue Blanket and a glass!

Edinburgh’s inaugural Makar, Stewart Conn, to give 2016 John Masefield Lecture

 The Poetry Association of Scotland & The Muriel Spark Society


the 2016 John Masefield Lecture


by Stewart Conn

Wednesday 14 September 2016 at the Scottish Poetry Library,

5 Crichton’s Close,

Edinburgh EH8 8DT


Tickets at the door (£5 or £4 concessions). Wine reception from 6.30 – 7 pm.  The talk will begin at 7 pm.