Poem: Whiteadder and Black

(A story of two rivers)

Whiteadder and Blackadder
serpentine in riverbeds
Where mill wheels turned now kayaks
run upon their rushing heads.

Adder black in kames and esskers
sloughs the mud it has for skin
the adder white hides in the hills
- on adder white we hunt the fin.

The adders meet at Tweedsnake
swallowed up by waters braw -
they're disgorged at the final bend
upon an English haugh -
grown fat on Merse food.