This week’s Poet’s Corner contribution, from Paul Turley, is inspired by the journey of the Amesbury Archer who was buried more than 4000 years ago near Stonehenge.
Before Thomas Cook booked his first tour, before Jesus walked in Palestine or Roman soldiers tramped through the wilderness of Gaul, this man walked from Switzerland to England through a forest of beasts along the unnamed Rhine past an unknown Paris and crossed the waters. He trekked through the history of everything that has happened, across all the earth of not yet born and not yet buried bones to the great stone circle, new then and busy with its silent purpose, addressing the universe and ordering the spinning world. And there he stayed. Perhaps those stones were a sign to him that his trek was done and that this place was the place where he would be from. Here he lay down his bow and far from the mountains plied his metal shaping trade and fashioned himself a life. And we do not know much more, as we never do, except that he did that thing that we all do if the stones of our lives are aligned just right, which is, at the end to lie down and go with a few small possessions around us in a place that we have made to feel like home.
Paul Turley of Adelaide was born in Wales, mostly raised in Adelaide, and is now living here again after years in other places. He is currently studying for a Master of Philosophy degree through the Department of English and Creative Writing at the University of Adelaide.