bente’s Reviews > A Year of Scottish Poems > Status Update

jun 14 - “God Glasgow it's glorious
just to gulp you down in heartfuls, feeling something quite like love.”

jun 12 - “It cannot be a mortal sin
To be in such a dizzy spin”

jun 11 - “Sing, sing!
Whit sall A sing?
The cat ran awa
Wi ma apron string.”

jun 10 - “Was it here that language had you in its clasp, tossed you like a slip of driftwood on an ocean, caught you in its net like silvered mackerel?”

jun 9 - “Strengthen the senseless, restore the mad.”

jun 8 - “Don't worry, you tell me. She never strays very far and she always comes back to us.”

jun 7 - “The sun still shines, the clouds still race and pass, the flowers still bloom and lovers lie upon the grass.”

jun 5 - “Even atoms are mostly absence, electrons circling like birds never coming in to roost.”

jun 5 - “The rain is raining all around, It falls on field and tree, It rains on the umbrellas here, And on the ships at sea.”

jun 4 - “Thy braes were bonny, Yarrow stream, When first on them I met my lover;
Thy braes how dreary, Yarrow stream, When now thy waves his body cover!
For ever now, O Yarrow stream!
Thou art to me a stream of sorrow;
For never on thy banks shall I Behold my Love, the flower of Yarrow.”