We were all there. The smoke of the peat had kept the midges down, The warmth of the fire eluding the dark pull Of the horizon for the wild loaded air, Of the stars hidden above the sweet dark sky. We moved around the gloam of flames in truckle Runs held between the embers and elastic Elipses towards the unknown lightless fringe Where things herd and hold and we lose ourselves. Here there then was just us and that. Nothing else Needed among a dozen in the gloom with Purpose in the light and in the dark around Gathering burning drinking laughing being. Broached with emotion she gigglecried her way On hands and knees seaward and we were all there. Hamish Montgomery 16 January 2010
Posted on: Sat, 20 Jul 2013 21:36:35 +0000
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