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Beannchor Looks On, Fabulous Pivoting Place

molten times, volcanising immensity, vast plateau belly-belching landform oceans, shallow seas and lakes swell up and down land-bridging, submerging any one place moving astride, stutter-shifting continental drifting world climate changes over faster beating rhythms cyclic seasons weathering life evolves, experimenting, two-legged trouble-makers hereabouts, arriving late Neanderthal cousins sighted, far side of inland lake but stayed beyond the present sea hibernian habitation, human hunter-gathering before the ice southward creeps fast-forward intervening beats, land and water shaping into more familiar forms exploratory, escaping, trading highways seaways to the future Beannchor looks on, fabulous pivoting place the past echoing down to now once important monkish learning centre, eyes on books interbreeding Norsemen plunder restless men of habit, joys of joyless frugal living moving on to spread the word Neolithic forbears, seasoning up and down the hill polytheists and pagan celts Christendom, much double-dealing, rival clans power-broking, over-lording patronage of villainous kingdoms across the water colonised forfeit lands old family estate on wings of many-faced town canopy-poking memory tower woodland, folding fields, working farms, the fringe lands golf courses intermingling scan over three main spires, wind turbine, swathes of buildings wider vista to hills beyond fortress castle, monstrous chimney, hidden salt mines headlands, cliff-backed coast mulls and islands, volcanic plug, the distant Isle of Man sea of loughs, firths and channel sandy bays punctuate slanting, rocky shore intimate glens running down old local harbour, cave of legend, bathing pool scenic railway, land called ' Carnalea ' filled-in bay of boats, seafront parading further back demolition site, stuff of dreams next the beach of groynes, encircling period houses windmill and river meadow fun-day resort, funny substance drinking nights chew-gumming pavements some swear the aurora borealis flickering leisure centre, detoxifying congregations multiplying, pathways to heaven special pleading, precious people brave immigrants to these needful shores arriving stirring up the fearful ones signs of confidence waning, scorched earth pallet piling boundary flags shouting beleaguered para-minds strut their stuff, noisy passing by adapting to more peaceful times identity parade, loyal encampments on the margin looking in, not looking out some lift their eyes, watching trains, boats and planes carrying the children of tomorrow

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