A Game of Henge - Stonehenge
Phillip Gross
A game of Henge, my masters?
The pieces are set. We lost the box
with instructions years ago.
Do you see Hangman? Or
Clock Patience? Building bricks
the gods grew out of? Dominoes?
It's your move. You're in the ring
of the hills, of the stones, of the walls
of your skull. You want to go?
You want out? Good - that's
the game. Whichever way you turn
are doors. Choose. Step through, so...
And whichever world you stumble into
will be different from all the others, only
what they might have been,
you'll never know.
I had coffee with my friend yesterday morning and we chatted away, she mentioned the Ronald Hutton book on the table about Pagan religions, well if you want to know what the professor thinks of this subject on which he has written reams, then read this article. His gentle historian's viewpoint and intellectual knowledge of such things as paganism and Druidism will settle your mind about religion, as Phillip Gross's poem does. But it is a long read working through the imaginations of so many men through the centuries.
We create our belief systems and then get cross when others take a different view, this is wrong, welcome the creativity of belief, foster it if you must, but don't let it turn to hate and violence.
Why do I write of Stonehenge today? It is the Solstice when people gather (for free, occasionally English Heritage is kind) at Stonehenge on Sunday, though this wet miserable weather that is flooding our fields, roads and railways will be difficult for travel.
I actually respect these modern day druids, but they are playing around with facts, Stonehenge was not built by the druids, basically because they came later. Paul and I went to the opening of the new EH centre at Stonehengein 2013, again wet and miserable you can read the blog here, it was my birthday present to Paul, though he hated the weather. And you should be able to spot Pendragon in the next, rather badly taken, photo as they demonstrated once more that Stonehenge belonged to modern day Pagans.....
Alice Roberts - archaeologist, article
Why do I write of Stonehenge today? It is the Solstice when people gather (for free, occasionally English Heritage is kind) at Stonehenge on Sunday, though this wet miserable weather that is flooding our fields, roads and railways will be difficult for travel.
I spy Arthur Uther Pendragon, on the right of the central figure. Yes fancy dress is acceptable! |
Alice Roberts - archaeologist, article
I borrowed a Ronald Hutton book from the library after seeing him on TV in the Tudor Monastery Farm programme but the book was very wordy!
ReplyDeleteYes thick and dense ;) but keep going and some of it sinks in. He reckons that there was no paganism through the middle ages...
ReplyDeleteMaybe we can learn how to improve today from some philosophis of this past? That weather does look miserable.
ReplyDeleteMaybe, of course most pagans are peaceful and love nature which is what we want. I always loved Lovelock's 'Gaia' theory which states simply that the Earth has the ability to heal itself. Though homoestasis, which is an equal equilibrium of the physical world. Yet it doesn't seem like that now.
ReplyDeleteHappy Solstice. A lot of early pueblo dwellers in the SW had a way to determine exactly when it happened by using stones, holes and knowing exactly when the light would be right. It was important to the priests, especially for planting. Their knowledge was important to the people
ReplyDeleteHappy Solstice to you Rain, I do actually love the celebration of festivals. With standing stones here in this country, they are also used for tracking the sun or moon as well. There was a time in history when there was no clocks and you went to bed when it got dark and got up in the light of course.
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