A POEM BY BEN DUNK 1976
To: Ed Simpson.
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;
and transposed along the Earth’s pathway: