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For contemporary poet recommendations, BBC Scotland just selected their first Poet In Residence Rachel McCrum. She's one of my favourite poets from the Edinburgh spoken word scene. Also she has a voice that's a mixture of honey and melted butter to listen to. Radio Orkney 1977 (click for the audio version) The sea, trailing whiteghost hair, shivers home in waves, to a population low voiced, modest but not set in stone. A surge of Old Scotia from south and west that foams and waves incomers in, those seeking meaning not yet quite begun. The join of Balfour's whitewashed roof braves the ossuary absent of bones, the fingers of the setting sun. A groundswell sweet and low as local airwaves flies like the crow between dry walls, standing stones. A surge along the lengths of waves, Maxwell's sums still standing strong. The island living new tradition. Soundwaves longer than light and nothing's set in stone. No tick needed, nothin missing here. Lambs shiver and brave standing tall. The rise and fall of speech. Nothing's set in stone.
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BravestOfTheLamps posted:Pandering chicken-scratches if you ask me, and I love Scotland. Apparently not enough to know that Orcadians are generally not considered Scots by either themselves or their southern neighbours.
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