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"Solstice: Duddo On such a night the hills dissolved and re-assembled in the shifting mist, Numb with moonloghts touch. We learnt that silence was not hostile. Took upon ourselves its deepest strength Waiting for dawn's layered sun. A moon that paced As crow's shout cracked the sky fled from the triggered bird-song Hestitant then loud. Before our eyes, a second birth, A new-created universe, Green and blue and gold. Fluted stones whose shapes had shifted with emitted heat From bearded barley heads, Buried to the hips, reclaim their circle and identity, Introspective, Janus-headed, Guarding and inviting As the suns diurnal course Played a slow game With shadow shapes Time and time and time again." Stan Beckensall Northumberland, The Power of Place. Pub Tempus publishing. 2001

Posted by fitzcoraldo 14th October 2002ce

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