Elaine Morrison

@elainemorrison.bsky.social

Scottish teacher, writer and activist. Crew @paperboatswriters.bsky.social 📍Glenurquhart, 🏴󠁧󠁢󠁳󠁣󠁴󠁿 Highlands

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‘Lewis Grassic Gibbon’s new and self-created version of the modernist sentence mixes Scots and English to resemble “a meandering, live thought-process”, as Ali Smith puts it: “poetic and realist and soaring and dark and local and strange all at once”.’ Jenny Turner: www.lrb.co.uk/the-paper/v4...

Jenny Turner · Hated and Loved in a Breath: On Lewis Grassic Gibbon

Gibbon’s new and self-created version of the modernist sentence mixes Scots and English to resemble ‘a meandering,...

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And we left our beds in the dark And we drove a cart to the hill And we buried the jar of ale in the bog And our small blades glittered in the dayspring And we tore dark squares, thick pages From the Book of Fire… —George Mackay Brown, “Peat Cutting” from Selected Poems: 1954–1992 #poem #poetry

George Mackay Brown
Peat Cutting

And we left our beds in the dark
And we drove a cart to the hill
And we buried the jar of ale in the bog
And our small blades glittered in the dayspring
And we tore dark squares, thick pages
From the Book of Fire
And we spread them wet on the heather
And horseflies, poisonous hooks,
Stuck in our arms
And we laid off our coats
And our blades sank deep into water
And the lord of the bog, the kestrel
Paced round the sun
And at noon we leaned on our tuskars
– The cold unburied jar
Touched, like a girl, a circle of burning mouths
And the boy found a wild bees’ comb
And his mouth was a sudden brightness
And the kestrel fell
And a lark flashed a needle across the west
And we spread a thousand peats
Between one summer star
And the black chaos of fire at the earth’s centre.

In case you didn't hear, the LibDems' Scottish branch manager compared a second Scottish independence referendum to having a poll on the death penalty. That's why this week's cartoon is called 'ALEX SHOULD PROBABLY STOP TALKING'. gregmoodie.com/alex-should-...

Alex Should Probably Stop Talking

The LibDems' Scottish branch manager Alex Cole-Hamilton compared a second Scottish independence referendum to having a poll on the death penalty. Previously he said it was like believing in god. Yeah,...

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“The greatest threat to our planet is the belief that someone else will save it.” - Robert Swan We all have the power to help create a nature-rich future. Nature is for everyone, and #nature needs all of us. 🌳 Discover more about #rewilding 👉https://treesforlife.org.uk/about-us/what-we-do/

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“[I]f you want to concentrate deeply on some problem, and especially some piece of writing or paper-work, you should acquire a cat.” —Nancy Hawkins, the majestic narrator of Muriel Spark’s A FAR CRY FROM KENSINGTON, on why a writer should own a cat #BookwormSat 🐈‍⬛ 💙📚 1/2

So I passed him some very good advice, that if you want to concentrate deeply on some problem, and especially some piece of writing or paper-work, you should acquire a cat. Alone with the cat in the room where you work, I explained, the cat will invariably get up on your desk and settle placidly under the desk-lamp. The light from a lamp, I explained, gives a cat great satisfaction. The cat will settle down and be serene, with a serenity that passes all understanding. And the tranquillity of the cat will gradually come to affect you, sitting there at your desk, so that all the excitable qualities that impede your concentration compose themselves and give your mind back the self-command it has lost. You need not watch the cat all the time. Its presence alone is enough. The effect of a cat on your concentration is remarkable, very mysterious.

Islands are far from remote. It is all about perspective. Take Finlaggan, in Islay, for example: a centre of power and cultural significance from prehistoric times to the medieval period. It was right in the heart of a maritime world connecting Scandinavia with what would become Scotland.

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The horse op-ed is an instant classic. I can't tell you how much joy this piece gives me. It should be taught in every introductory writing class in no small part because the horse arguments are so compelling. "I have noticed that human children get to eat cake. But I am bigger than the children."

I Work Very Hard, And I Would Like To Try Cake

By A Horse

Hello. I am a horse. I work very hard at my job of being a horse. When humans say move the heavy thing, I move the heavy thing. When humans sit on top of me and pull on my head, I carry them where they want to go. The main food the humans give me is hay and oats. But I am thinking it would be nice to have a different food.

I am thinking I would like to try cake.

Yes, yes. Cake. I know all about it. When humans eat cake, it is in glad times. It is the food for a celebration, such as when a woman becomes 47. I have seen cake on the Fourth of July. When humans have a cake, they stand around it and clap hands and smile and say happy birthday at each other. Sometimes there are beautiful markings on a cake, such as balloons or a pink shape.

Sometimes the top of a cake is on fire and a boy must blow on the fire with mouth wind. This is the scariest cake. I do not want this kind. But I will eat any other cake. Any cake that is not the fire cake that tries to kill the boy.

Please understand: I do not get money for doing work. I do not get to go inside the house. All I am either doing my horse job or standing in my pen or eating food off the floor. I always do these things. But I have never once gotten cake and I would like it very much.

I have noticed that human children get to eat cake. But I am bigger than the children. I am more helpful to the farm. Children do not move the heavy things like me or let anyone ride on them. And yet they get cake. Maybe the humans will realize this. Maybe they will say, "You  know who deserves cake? That horse. That horse whose back we are always on."

Every day I dream about what it will be like if I get to eat cake. Here is what will happen. First, I will walk to the cake and putt my nose at it like hrrfff to make and stomping my hooves to make sure it is not a snake. Then I will trot in a circle to show that I am a horse and I am large. After that, I will nuzzle the cake to …

Life, letters & low tide in Shetland “Valda is clearly the more practical of the two. It would become apparent that without her at the helm, they were doomed.” Dr Colin McIlroy @natlibscot.bsky.social examines the letters of Hugh MacDiarmid & Valda Trevlyn Grieve www.nls.uk/collections/...

Life, letters and low tide in Shetland: Valda and MacDiarmid | National Library of Scotland

Letters between Valda Trevlyn Grieve and her husband, poet Hugh MacDiarmid, shine a light on a story of hardship, creativity, and devotion.

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I’ve been at this for a while. The photo is from 2017 - the last time I stood in an election - Mid Argyll ward. I’ve stood for Westminster (Argyll & Bute), Holyrood (Highlands & Islands and Mid Scotland & Fife) and Europe (in the good old days). Electioneering days gone, voting habits remain.

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For whoever needs to hear this I'm the only Jewish person to lead a political party - third largest in the country. The Daily Mail have been & always will be my enemy - they historically supported fascists & continue to do so. I'll take no lectures from them on Antisemitism.