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Poems:       Mid-summer and dancing time

Underneath the Oak Tree

I'm going to dance in the field, 
Stop for the wedding
Go mad, mad, mad with thousands of others
Around the oak tree
Grab a rope
Help pull the wicker man up the hill
Feel the sun and the Earth, sweet mother Earth
Strips of cloth and banners of joy flutter in discovery's breeze
Babylon at bay
 
 

May 2001
 
 

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