Voices on the Wind Voices on Travel
How to Find the Standing Stones Carnac by Chris Dietz You must follow little signs past backyard gardens green beans & sweet peas to old leaning walls crumbling rock fences with lichen faces heavy drapes of honeysuckle, berry & rose A Breton child said, ‘Bateau’ You must move through the garden down the falling down path to the dolmen stones, menhirs...the standing stones Giant tables, great rock pies gigantic tumbled erector sets ‘Playground,’ said Billy & climbed atop played caveman & cave bear grappling in sea breeze You must go down through stone block hulls to where Earth fills its sails ready to launch Inside backs off you grope about sexy hex stones bugs rain from roof Earth belches--you’re in a bubble between time & shudder rippled granite scratched out whirlpools