This piece tells of a confined space, a defined place and experience.
The fence-posts protect and bear witness to times past. To participate in their story we must enter the circle and experience the atmosphere that the posts generate. The central column contains a time scale and pieces of the postsí experience.
when the wind blew
you gripped my hand,
and helmeted pillars mail-clad
stood guard of honour
on purple evenings
the icecap invited to a banquet