‘Stone circle’ by Alwyn Marriage

Stone circle The days are lengthening, shadows of the stones at midday shrinking to a pool. Enigmatic and immovable, a well of theories and wild suppositions taunts our search for certainty: moon time, sun time, sacrifice, almanac for planting, feast and frenzied orgy at each solstice celebration. Through the ages hands have stroked the surface of these megaliths, and fingers poked into every dark inviting … Continue reading ‘Stone circle’ by Alwyn Marriage