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Rachel Plummer

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A boy selkie who takes girlness off like a sealskin, an untameable kelpie, the warrior-wife of a princess, and a Loch Ness monster who is too busy having fun to worry about words like "girl" or "boy". This is the way the world is - with just a bit of Scottish myth and magic thrown in. Wain is a fully-illustrated collection of LGBT themed poetry aimed at teens (but suitable for all ages) based on retellings of Scottish folk tales. These poems immerse readers in an enriching, diverse and enchanting vision of contemporary life.

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Veröffentlichungsjahr: 2019

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WAIN

LGBTREIMAGININGSOFSCOTTISHFOLKLORE

OTHERTITLESFROMTHEEMMAPRESS

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The Head that Wears a Crown: Poems about Kings and Queens

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POETRYPAMPHLETS

Pisanki, by Zosia Kuczyńska

Who Seemed Alive & Altogether Real, by Padraig Regan

Paisley, by Rakhshan Rizwan

Elastic Glue, by Kathy Pimlott

SHORTSTORIES

First fox, by Leanne Radojkovich

Postcard Stories, by Jan Carson

The Secret Box, by Daina Tabūna

Once Upon A Time In Birmingham, by Louise Palfreyman

POETRYANDARTSQUARES

Now You Can Look, by Julia Bird, illustrated by Anna Vaivare

for my daughter, Audrey

THE EMMA PRESS

First published in the UK in 2019 by the Emma Press

Wain was commissioned by LGBT Youth Scotland. The commission was funded by Creative Scotland.

Text © Rachel Plummer 2019Illustrations © Helene Boppert 2019

All rights reserved.

A CIP catalogue record of this book is available from the British Library

Printed in Latvia by Jelgavas tipogrāfija on Munken Lynx Rough, 150 gsm

ISBN 978-1-910139-47-9

The Emma Press LtdRegistered in England and Wales, no. 08587072Website: theemmapress.comEmail: [email protected] Quarter, Birmingham, UK

CONTENTS

Selkie

The Seven Big Women of Jura

No Man

Kelpie

Glaistig

Love Song for a Wulver

The Wulvers’ Daughter

Nicnevin, Queen of the Fairies

Blue Men of the Minch

February

The Story of Snow

Nimblemen

Beira

The Well at the World’s End

Brownie

Changeling

Changeling II

Ghillie Dhu

Finfolkaheem

Finman

Nessie

Nessa’s Song

Cat Sìth

The Bridge of One Hair

Crumple Toes and Shamble Shanks

The Deaf River

Beithir

Bride, Goddess of Spring

Green Lady

Johnny O’Braidislea

Gentle Annie

Stoor Worm

Mairead

WHO MADE THIS BOOK?

About the poet

About the illustrator

BONUS BITS

Interview with Rachel

Interview with Helene

Write your own poem!

Glossary of Scottish folklore

About the Emma Press

SELKIE

The secret me is a boy.

He takes girlness off like a sealskin:

something that never sat right on his shoulders.

The secret me is broad-shouldered;

the sea can’t contain him,

the land can’t anchor his waves

to its sand.

The secret me swims

with the big fish, brash, he swaggers

like a mermaid, bares teeth

like daggers, barks at the moon when it’s thin.

He’s whiskered, that boy. Thick-skinned.

Quick-finned, always turning tail.

He wears his own skin like a sail,

lets it carry him to where

salt swallows mouthfuls of air.

Let them find me there by the shore:

the girl-seal with a secret

boy inside. Rough-voiced. Black-eyed.

Washed bare

as the beach by the tide.

THE SEVEN BIG WOMENOF JURA

Big Woman One

has an eye like a gun

a face like a foot

and an armful of loot.

Big Woman Two

has a mouth full of boo

a grizzly bear grin

and a voice made of tin.

Big Woman Three

has a child on her knee,

she feeds the child stones

and old dragon bones.

Big Woman Four

has a snore like the roar

of a Scottish wildcat

when she goes for a nap.

Big Woman Five

will eat you alive

in one slobbery chew

so don’t let her catch you!

Big Woman Six

slinks about like a fox

with a coat full of mange

and a throat full of strange.

Big Woman Seven

sings like a sedge wren,

her songs spark and glisten

and all her wives listen.

NO MAN

No man may ride a kelpie.

The legends are very clear on this.

So when the black horse appeared by the loch

I wasn’t afraid.

Her mane drank the moonlight

like a black hole.

Her eyes were planets.

She wore no shoes

on her backwards hooves.

She danced like a secret princess

on the loch shore with its starry spotlights.

No man may ride a kelpie and live.

A man will find himself tangled

in her long hair.

A man will be dragged under

the water and drowned.

The kelpie will eat him.

I held no iron talisman but

I stood on the beach without fear.

She rose from the nightwater

like a spaceship.

Climb aboard, she seemed to say.

I see the woman inside you.

KELPIE

They said she wasn’t human.

They said she used to be a horse.

They said her hair was made of snakes.

They said she should eat less.

They said she should be nicer to strangers.

They said she should stick to one shape.

They said she was dangerous.

They said she was dangerous to children.

They said she was a danger to herself.

They said if you touch her you have to cut your fingers off.

They said if she speaks you’ll go mad.

They said if you look close, you’ll see she’s all wrong.

They found her beautiful.

They wanted to tame her.

They couldn’t.