Status Updates From A Scottish Poem A Day

jan 18 - “Whaur's the sun? Heigh, heigh up i the air.”

jan 17 - “The world is busy, Katie, like I said,
but you're the world - and tired. It's time for bed.”

jan 16 - “If there were tales of wicker furnaces and holy wells I have forgotten them.”

jan 15 - “Three wee craws sat upon a wa'”

jan 14 - “And it would be simpler to contain all the clouds in a single jar unlidded than expect this love to be returned.”

jan 13 - “Then who can say, thou happy creature, Thou’rt not the very child of nature”

jan 12 - “He’ll come back an mairry me”

jan 11 - “There never have been any Gallachers next door.”

jan 10 - “Oh saying it was one thing, but when it came to writing it in black and white, the way it had to be said, was as if you were posh, grown-up, male, English and dead.”

jan 9 - “noo that’s a high coo!” because it’s a haiku, get it?!?😭😭