Megalithic Poems

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"It's been a lovely day though, and putting the names of the months aside, somehow balanced between the very end of summer and the beginning of fall. Not a day to be indoors so took a walk along the river - lots of sparrow hawks and magpies this year."

Whilst I've been inside all day arguing with some of the most mean spirited, obtuse and thuggish of God's creatures whose passion is to dig up our history and tell no-one - because "they can't be a*sed".

Give me good and honest thieving magpies, and a river instead. We have few enough Autumns (as someone nearly said) to spend a single day in the company of the vexatious and mean.

Give me good and honest thieving magpies, and a river instead. We have few enough Autumns (as someone nearly said) to spend a single day in the company of the vexatious and mean.
Aye, true enough. I'll take you and ryaner down to the river and lighten your souls - metaphorically speaking of course (I wouldn't actually chuck you in :-)

Now, on the question of the word 'fall', which strikes me as very important ;-) I first fell upon the word as a student when a fellow student pointed out that, though it was an American-ism, it was a good American-ism and an Anglo-Saxon word to boot, non of this Latin rubbish you understand. It still lurks at the back of my consciousness in a room labelled Whitman; can't use it very often of course but seem to have a distant memory that the word was once used in this country as well as in America as an alternative word to autumn.

There's a place in the States isn't there where lots of English words are still spoken but forgotten elsewhere - I think. Where's Bucky when we need him :-)