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

may 2 - “trembling of the little waves
dancing of the little waves
pausing of the little waves
slanting of the little waves”

may 1 - “I will make a palace fit for you and me
Of green days in forests and blue days at sea.”

apr 30 - “We were young, we were anxious to clutch at whatever proof fitted. Still, humility liberates; when it comes to matters of truth we're not picky.”

apr 29 - “Where the blackbird sings the latest, Where the hawthorn blooms the sweetest, Where the nestlings plentiest be, That's the way for Billy and me.”

apr - “Up wi the flowers o' Scotland, The emblem o' the free, Their guardians for a thousand years,
Their guardians still we'll be.”

apr 27 - “So may the mind achieve,
Toiling, no vision of the infinite, But a vast, dark and inscrutable sense Of its own terror, its own glory and power.”

apr 26 - “Wee Davie Daylicht noo has closed his e'e. In amang the rosy clouds, far ayont the sea.”

apr 25 - “Now it is late. The tracks leading home are steep, The stars and landmarks in your country are strange.”

apr 24 - “Ah, surely I must go!
For there the tides, moon-haunted, ebb and flow;
And there the seaboard murmurs resonant;
The waves their interwoven fugue repeat
And brooding surges beat
A slow, melodious, continual chant.”

apr 23 - “Will ye no come back again?
Better lo'ed ye canna be,
Will ye no come back again?”