Summer solstice

Sol sistere

So. The sun stands still.

And for half a heartbeat
The year is balanced
Like a coin on its edge.

On the sarsen-studded hill
They watch the light
Flare round the hele stone
As white-robed priests
Chant Alban Hefin incantations
In a strange, forgotten tongue.

Then the clock ticks
And tips us over
To start the long slow roll
Down into darkness
Where Alban Arthan waits
Crowned with holly, bound in iron.

10 thoughts on “Summer solstice

  1. Very atmospheric Nick.

    I was reading a poem this morning by a friend who lives in South Australia. Her poem celebrates the winter solstice. Your poem provides me with the contrast


  2. A very fine and beautiful piece on the Summer Solstice. I’m glad I stopped by to read.
    Despite my being in the south I could still feel the warmth radiating from your beautifully penned words and the magic one feels come mid-summer.
    Thankyou for sharing. πŸ™‚

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