71/100 Think of cornstalks.

‘Up Sam,  Up ox,  Kick him.

Sam, you should be glad.

You’ve been in that dungeon of a byre all winter.

Sun and sweet grass now Sam.

Sam.   Think of cornstalks.’

[from ‘St. Magnus Day’, George Mackay Brown, ‘Travellers’]

70/100 ‘knees and elbows’

Outside the tavern

It was down with him once more, knees and elbows,

Four holes in the dust.

[‘Pilate’ from ‘Stations of the Cross, George Mackay Brown, from 'Selected Poems 1954-1992']