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