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Final line comes home February 28, 2010

Posted by huntthepoem in find.

It was a chilled and blustery afternoon on the Castle esplanade. Yet a dedicated team of poem hunters, the bravest of the bunch, turned out to meet with the ghost of Elizabeth Galbraith herself. They all discovered the line at the same time, and it was a race to the Poetry Library — but only Margaret Forrest had thought to bring her bike.

Margaret, not even out of breath

Write the lines o your ain life, for now I am done.

We have already received enquiries from Lothian & Borders Police about Margaret’s availability over the next year — apparently they have several unsolved cases which need her attention.



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