a ring of silent elders upright weather-beaten take stony turns to face the sun season after season and always the wind savage snaking to sing of the sacred invented by men wondering at their world the answers mirrored repeated laid out again in a circle beyond where the earth coughs up life beneath
Fresh from a bucket-list trip to Brodgar, this poem, by internationally respected poet, John Mingay, evokes the connections between Brodgar, Brodgar Ness and Stenness, as well as between ancient communities and the mysteries of the skies above. John currently lives overlooking the sea in Burntisland, Fife.
