Summer Solstice At Stonehenge Poem by Paddy J. P. Harris
Summer Solstice At Stonehenge
Do not expect to see Apollo here,
Though its writ that every nineteen years
The god does leave Olympus and appear
In this round temple, though in Brittonic shape,
Amid a throng of priests who bow and scrape,
Surrendering to him the Sun their fate.
Instead his half brother steals the show,
The loud and dizzy Bacchus that we know,
With Pan as well, they let the revels flow.
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