STONEHENGE. Circle of twenty-five trilithons Two upright crossed by lintels An inner horse shoe Formation for lower sedge Waiting for centuries of sunrise To arrive at the invited ledge. Ritual in sacrifices Worships of events By the gilded strobes Into the starlit nights Of the deeper probes Places of inner sanctuary Spaces of summer solstices Vista of glassy green grass Along winter’s hoary solaces. Implants of astronomical vesture Calendars constructed for seasons An advent into the lower skies In airs of some grander gesture. A grey beauty cut In the greyer dawn Stoned masonry rendered Into some works of art Wrought by the carvers Into some sylvan start.