My last Sunday in London for a while, and all is well. This late summer season has produced blue skies on a daily basis, moderate temperatures, and multitudes of people enjoying the parks at any given time.
A few years ago we took a day trip to Stonehenge, and the calm that surrounded the monument contrasted sharply with the busy-ness of London. I discovered some of that same peace in the vast green spaces of the city this time around.
Stonehenge at Dusk
Raven scores
alight for vespers, chatting
as they settle on lintels
draped across shoulders:
blue stone monoliths
dragged from faraway Wales.
Placed with an eye to sanctify
the sun - that wanderer
in bitter northern climes -
the ancient boulders resonate
with evensong even now
a cantos across flaxen fields.
Marilyn Aschoff Mellor
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