Poetry

Sun worshippers

The sun has slid 
down the side of the hill, 
rolling past the time 
which signals the end 
of winter’s worst.
 
And now, the best 
of spring we’ll receive 
on seats we’ve moved 
into position, simply lifted, 
without engineering.

Just somewhere to sit 
in elevated repose,
after we’ve finished 
levering through the day
all our stones into place.
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