For Frank Tassone’s haikai challenge.
Photo© Yvonne Ní Mhuiregán
since hand first carved
to capture sun marks
at year’s turning points
the light has fallen
upon these magical stones
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For Frank Tassone’s haikai challenge.
Photo© Yvonne Ní Mhuiregán
since hand first carved
to capture sun marks
at year’s turning points
the light has fallen
upon these magical stones
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The light of each season is so distinct. And humans are always attempting to capture it. (K)
We have always liked to see magic in the fall of the light, at certain times and at certain places. I wonder if early people ignored where the sunlight fell at ordinary times of the year?
I suspect early people were more aware of the light, since they didn’t have artificial light.
That’s true. Every sunset must have been a mini-trauma.
Maybe, or perhaps just the time they knew they could sleep.
As long as somebody was standing guard…
Yes, that, too.
Your words capture a moment that has intrigued man for ages.
And it still gives goosebumps today.
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Thank you, Frank.
This is fantastic
I’m pleased you like it, Willow 🙂
I do 💜
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Excellent! What a magical place. You can feel it’s a special place from the photo. ❤
Those Neolithic sites are pure magic. We know virtually nothing about who built them or why.
I love that stuff. Pure magic! ❤
It’s our common history.
You call attention to fascinating ancient practices. I’ve seen them in movies so many times. Would like to see them for real just once. I have a sundial in the yard but have never set it.
What’s really fascinating about Neolithic peoples is that we know hardly anything about them. Nobody knows why they built these passage graves or stone circles, or what their function was. We can only guess.
Nowadays everything is stored in a digital format, so when the machine collapses there will be no trace. Ironic that the Neolithic peoples’ cultural icons remain (with only guesses by us what they mean) where ours will disappear.
We’ve lost touch with mystery and respect for what we don’t understand. Nowadays whatever the question, there’s always someone who claims to have the answer and a band of groupies to shout about it in the social media. Then it’s forgotten when the next stunt comes along. You’re right, we won’t leave anything behind. We probably don’t deserve to.