Iain Crichton Smith, ‘Neighbour’. Build me a bridge over the streamto my neighbour’s housewhere he is standing in dungareesin the fresh morning. O ring of snowdropsspread wherever you wantand you also blackbirdsing across the fences. My neighbour, if the rain falls on you,let it fall on me alsofrom the same black cloudthat does not recognise … Continue reading Big ugly monsters are taking over the San Fernando Valley.