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Gaia Crop Circles Silbury Gate Post The Chestnuts Addington The Downs View Over Barbury Sarsen Remains Day House Lane Caractacus Stone Not What It Seems North Of Garris Gun Rith Lanyon Tinkinswood Clach Stein Grimes Graves Andromeda Calling Its A Fact Theres Always The Sun Middle Name Yemmerawanyea E.T.S.C. The Avery Hill Postman Vince Pickering Erica |
Excellency 6th September 1988 Watch This Space Biro Calligraphy The Flying Standard Female Of The Species National Tree Week Gregory Crescent Dear Prime Minister Most Glorious Majesty Early Start Scarlet Equus Butterfly Milking Time Chartwell Bird Of Prey Watch Me Skoda Stroll What To Be? Chariot The Sussex Coast The Tarn Golden Cloud Sunrise Do You... Darling |
Lost in its Outer Orbit This Satellite of Stones, Worn thin by abrasive carelessness, Sorrowfull, Silent moans. Bypassed in this green meadowland These Displaced Rocks, Tumbled, Crumbled, Barely breathing, Impatiently wait for a New Order, And some sense of meaning. Leaning, as They do, In Their endless rounded line, The mystery of Their flight in Space Leads to theories fine. But how are we to prove the Truth, How will we ever know, Will these Stumps of Sarsen Rejoin, and stately grow, Will They glow again As some Inner Marker on the Genetic Scene, Will our thoughts return to Ancient Reason, Will Life be again as Green As once it was Before the Metal made us greedy? Should we, not just by chance, Supply all help To Golden Space, So needy? 183 823 |