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Poetry and Music

Tuesday, April 27

Druids



Grimly, schooled against fear

of the extremes they were open to,

maintaining an austerely equinaminous air

they circled within the stones

at that time of year

when the moon was at its largest.



This was where they traveled.



In mid-ritual

They were seen to be united

In wonder serene

Surveying the scene

Of giant metal insects in the sky

Over a repairing land.



They traveled, as it were,

from turning-point to turning-point

before returning home.

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