A POEM BY BEN DUNK 1976

To: Ed Simpson.

STONEHENGE

So I came and saw the sarcen stones

and stood beneath their blunt obstruction;

tested the flashing sunbeams on my face,

as I dwelt in my supra-subconscious mind.

Then scattered quick steps out into the wild periphery of space.

away into the compass points; into orbit I strode:

then tumbled and scurried and hurried:

whilst the sun relentlessly bore down on to the horizon.

My long shadow tantalizingly, degree by degree,

approached the neutron path;

struck dumb, I stood, energized;

polarized and de-materialized by;

Solarized energy

and transposed along the Earth’s pathway:

through the,

magnetic,

rock,

slot.