The Edinburgh International Book Festival


Shall I compare thee to a cool oasis?

Thou art more  interesting, less sandy.

Rough winds do shake those palms with stormes

But these tents are filled with books a-plenty.

The paths are strewn with authors old and young

Whose portraits hang on every pillar

Cafes brim with locals and those from far-flung

Countries rave about the blessed weather.

But och, what mirage is this?—the Moulin Rouge

In Embro’s elegant Charlotte Square?

The Spiegeltent for ticketless and poor, a refuge.

Unbound, indeed with entrance free and fair.

So many words to quench your thirst

And worlds to find for those who durst.


Alison Summers 19 August 2012



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