Helen Boden

Artist & Poet


An examination of place and identity, the poetry collection A Landscape To Figure In (Red Squirrel Press) considers the interfaces between physical, psychological and peripheral, examining both the magic and violence of liminal spaces and edges, and imagining fictive and hybrid locations. ‘Haar, St Michael & All Angels’ is the closing poem, an elegy that recapitulates some of the book’s main themes, including the embodied relationship of breath, language and footfall; and voluntary movement and involuntary flight  – across generations & species, locally & globally. 

Haar, St Michael & All Angels


ground is air is earth 
is mist is soil is  
light is loam is haze 
is bone is breath is 
foot is voice is lung

is home to their remains  
their flesh made word  
beneath names and dates  
fixed on york stone 


Written in the Howe of Fife, in element-blurring and specificity-erasing conditions more typically associated with the coast, this poem refers to an inland graveyard in Yorkshire (where the local word for haar or coastal fog is, incidentally, fret). Boden found that the softening weather contrasted with the sharpness of gravestone inscriptions, and possibly helped soften her own sense of the harsh distinctions between text and image, written and corporeal/embodied, or life and death. Since composing the poem, the stones commemorating her family members have themselves weathered, their lettering decorated by moss.

Boden often concludes readings with this poem, and the first stanza can be said in a single breath. 

Hear a recording of the artist reading the poem ‘Haar, St Michael & All Angels‘ below

Un/Sung Stream


i. The burn is crossed by many roads, carried 
on hardly-noticed bridges, and passes between  
suburbs and housing estates,  
rather than through them. In that regard,  
it is an unsung stream
(though often cursed by unwary golfers),  
but it comes into its own  
in the Hermitage of Braid, and other parks
where it really is the centre-piece.* 

ii. Pace Dr Tom, I think
Forkenford (sing of Forkenford!),
Cameron Toll Lade (sing!)
are neuks, kennings, fluvial clauses
where the water dominates, denominates
culvert, trunk road, cycle path & railway ghost

MidLiberton. Colinton Mains Green: 
sing what’s between  
Firrhill Crescent & Oxgangs Road North, 
our necks of the woods:
isthmus, island, domicile? 

iii. Sing of the unreported labourer
who lost his life at the Inch’s
unfit-for-purpose
construction workers’ camp

& sing of veterinary nurse
Olive Smith
swept away in a spate on the Braid
trying to save her friend’s dog

iv.  Sing elegy for her sing eulogy for him 
Sing praisepoem, prosepoem or polemic 
Sing freeflow, sing structure, sing what’s unseen  
now heard:  Braid    Burn   Sung    Stream 

* The opening stanza is found from, and lineates, a paragraph in ‘Dr Tom’ Robertson’s blog, Lesser Lothian Streams


This poem is from Braid, a new sequence written in response to a commission from ArtWalkPorty, and to the whole Braid Burn watercourse: from mouth onto the Firth of Forth at Portobello beach, to headwaters in the Pentland Hills.  

The poems explore tensions between ‘flow’ and ‘structure’, and between human and more-than-human, both along the catchment’s flood prevention scheme, and within language itself. They emerged through attentiveness to patterns repeated between source and mouth. The sequence also plays with scale, makes analogies – such as between extreme-weather events and social events – and draws on the terminologies of, and similarities and distinctions between: speech, writing (including phonetic script), listening and mapping.  

The idea of the isthmus / ‘neck of the woods’ recurs throughout the sequence, in relation to both personal place-identity, and to the effects on water levels of time and climate change.  

Hear a recording of the artist reading the poem ‘Un/Sung Stream’ below


About Helen Boden

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