scotlit, 13 days ago

I never felt so much
Since I have felt at all
The tingling smell and touch
Of dogrose and sweet briar,
Nettles against the wall,
All sours and sweets that grow
Together or apart
In hedge or marsh or ditch…

—“A Birthday”, by Edwin Muir (1887–1959)—born #OTD, 15 May 1887
#Scottish #literature #poetry #Orkney #Modernism #20thcentury
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