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Burns Night

January 25, 2012

I’m not addressing a haggis, let alone eating one. I am taking a wee dram of Glenmorangie, though, and I think we should read a poem. Here’s one. It’s not by Burns, but it is by a Scotsman. It’s bleak and it’s beautiful and it’s about the seal-folk.

Robin Robertson – At Roane Head

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