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Photo Point

May Queen passing through the Fire ArchI crouch below the eyeline of the crowd
Half-watching  Water dance, half  in-camera.
The drumming and the wash-rags beating loud
I strive to  trap in electronic  amber.
Meghan at Water PointWith flashes or by squatting frozen-still
I  take away the movement of the night.
This festival of  Nowness on the hill
Distilled in  slices,  slides for  future sight.
The energy of life in human form
Is tumbling before me, painted red.
The  spirit of the forest is reborn!
I’m turning dials and living in my head.
The bonfire smokes the wastage of last year
And sparks a blaze in me – and now –  I’m here.


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