The Globe Inn


56 High St, Dumfries DG1 2JA, UK


Down an alley
called a “close”
not much wider
than a crack
in a wall,
they say this pub
was frequented
by Robert Burns
two hundred years ago.

Rough hewn walls
painted white
in a failed attempt
to brighten a room
built long before
parking was a thing.

Flat screen televisions
and laminated menus,
the business
they’ve gained
over the centuries
has more than paid any tab
left by the Bard of Ayrshire,
who is taking selfies
there in the corner
with adoring female fans
like my great grandmother
in a mini skirt
and belly button ring.

But the best part of supper
was discovering
that I enjoy haggis.

Contributed by: Bartholomew Barker, one of the organizers of Living Poetry, a collection of poets and poetry readers in the Triangle region of North Carolina. His first poetry collection, Wednesday

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