Tag Archives: Don and Wen

Carrot and Coals VIII… Stuart France

Posted on May 6, 2017 by Sue Vincent

* …A hand extended, smiling eyes unseen but felt. She takes the hand, stiff after the long vigil in the chill of night, accepting assistance to regain her feet. The grass is cold, frost biting her bare toes. Above, a … Continue reading →

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Carrot and Coals VII… Stuart France

Posted on May 5, 2017 by Sue Vincent

* The stone is warm beneath her back. Above her the clear blue of the sky is powdered with clouds, barely moving. It is sheltered here in the circle, the earthen banks of the henge protecting the centre from the … Continue reading →

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Carrot and Coals VI… Stuart France

Posted on May 3, 2017 by Sue Vincent

* …The key to Arbor Low is to regard the stones as always having been laid flat. That way they immediately begin to speak and the first thing they say has to do with time. Wen ‘got’ a clock-face and … Continue reading →

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Carrot and Coals IV… Stuart France

Posted on May 1, 2017 by Sue Vincent

* The name Arbor Low is of Saxon derivation, originally ‘Eordburh-Hlaw’ meaning the Earth-Work Mound. Wen smiles, “Where did you dig that up from?” “I have my sources, you know.” “As your text only specifies Saxon, are we to presume … Continue reading →

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Field of Sheaves IX… Stuart France

Posted on April 25, 2017 by Sue Vincent

* …He leads her away almost carrying her.  They disappear into the blackness beyond the ring of flames. They choke on the oily smoke, blind with tears. * Within the flames A voice sings, farewell, to the stars… * The … Continue reading →

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Field of Sheaves VIII… Stuart France

Posted on April 24, 2017 by Sue Vincent

* …The Clan of the Raven has withdrawn to the hills, to a high place in the sacred lands, nearer the centre. Their fires are dead, their hearths are cold, the hilltop silent under the moon. Others come. Others not … Continue reading →

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Field of Sheaves VII… Stuart France

Posted on April 23, 2017 by Sue Vincent

* …But anyway, back to the wood-stone. The authorities are agreed on its antiquity. It is either Bronze age or Iron age if that can be termed an agreement which in ‘sense-speak’ translates as very old or really old, and, … Continue reading →

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Field of Sheaves VI… Stuart France

Posted on April 20, 2017 by Sue Vincent

* ‘Riders of the Sidhe to me from every place still free… * That’s how Lug, the Lord of Light, summoned the Otherworldly Hosts… He met his father Cian and Cian’s two brothers and together they set off for the … Continue reading →

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Field of Sheaves V… Stuart France

Posted on April 19, 2017 by Sue Vincent

* ‘No… They burned the keepers…the practitioners…they were too old to flee with the rest.’ ‘The lore perished?’ ‘There was a young one…also a keeper’ ‘This is before the Romans right?’ ‘Oh way… way… way before…’ ‘How did they generate … Continue reading →

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Field of Sheaves IV… Stuart France

Posted on April 18, 2017 by Sue Vincent

* …When Wen insists… I leave Wen to her circumambulations and try to focus on what little good is to be seen about the place… which amounts to Rowan Trees…a whole raft of them. They never fail to lift my … Continue reading →

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