Hello, Stranger Poems
Hello Stranger by Joanne McKay
JoAnne McKay was born in Romford, Essex into a family of wholesale butchers and slaughterers, and followed a career in the police. She moved to Scotland over two decades ago, and now lives in Penpont. She is an excellent poet with a particularly forensic interest in aspects of the past. Her project on Plague, Atlas Pandemica, culminated in a brilliant exhibition in Dumfries Museum, Precedent and Pandemic: What Remains? Her first pamphlet was The Fat Plant (2009) and her second, Venti (2010), was runner-up in the Callum Macdonald Award for Scottish Poetry Pamphlets. Further pamphlets followed: Grave with Lights (2012) and You Are Not Here (2016). Her latest chapbook, with poet Maria Stadnicka, is If you find my mother, buy her flowers (The Poet’s Republic Press, 2019).
Here JoAnne addresses a very old stranger, a priceless depiction of a Mesopotamian Goddess, one of many pilfered artefacts in the British Museum.
Hello Stranger
And now I am wary, dust-winged traveller
again, I greet you. Your moonface moths me
to this ghostyard of glories that remains free
upon entry to hymn hunter gatherers.
I should not want you, but dare the slaughter
of such brazen imperiality,
and between us such difference in degree:
you, busted Queen and I, butcher’s daughter.
Go fly these halls by night, migrant whispers
on your wings’ wind of hands that flapped you here –
rough finders, hard dealers, looters and thieves,
so known to your stone captive brothers and sisters,
crated and crying their artefact tears –
to my homeland
deserving of all it receives.
The series is curated by Hugh McMillan, poet and writer, Ambassador for the Scottish Poetry Library in 2020 and Editor of its anthology ‘Best Scottish Poems’ for 2021.