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

mar 2 - “whispering their sweet names to himself, walking the boundaries of his lost world.”

mar 1 - “For want of a mountain a primrose was lost, For want of a primrose a love song was lost, For want of a love song a sly kiss was lost, And that was the thing that mattered most, Yes, that was the thing that mattered most.”

feb 28 - “Ours is the love of lovers born to belong, Our hearts sing the same music, beat as one.
Our glass of 'the water of life' brims over, Our thrice-rich, flowering native song,
Prodigal and gay. And, when my song is done, I'll lie with you, my Lover.”

feb 27 - “LEAVE HIM! Please, it's okay, he's mine.”

feb 26 - “I am brilliant as the stars, and timeless;
Sad as the Earth, and strong
As mortal love.”

feb 24 - “Pale flowers too faint for winds so chill
And with too fair a name -
That day I lingered on a hill
For one who never came.”

feb 23 - “You've got fifteen seconds in which to achieve enlightenment, pal.”

feb 22 - “Dumfounder'd he was, nae sigh did he gie”

feb 21 - “The Auntie with a Kiss Like a Heat-Seeking Missile”

feb 20 - “imagine we could mend whatever we heard fracture: splintering of wood, a bird's
cry over still water, a sound only reaching us now”