The blackness is as solid as a
stone that locks a tomb
No star shines there
[from Maeshowe midwinter, George Mackay Brown Following a lark]
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Monday, 23 July 2012
Sunday, 22 July 2012
18/100 - Lark song spatters a hundred gravestones
The wonder of it, the wonder
Turning a skull with his spade
Lark song spatters a hundred gravestones.
In at the gate come seven men
And one is wound in the long silence.
[Gravedigger from Easter in an island, George Mackay Brown, Following a lark]
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