In reply to bobaitken:
hut circles
once you know what to look for
you see them everywhere,
rings of grey stone among heather
in clusters riding miles
bareback these upcountry hills
we know so little about them;
single or double walled,
some dozen steps in diameter
next to a fossilised field
with a scatter of cairns to complete them
and the people - are what you make them
their entrances carefully placed
regardless of slope or shelter
always to face southeast
obsessive as us, as confused
but every black morning in winter
Their God would rise up and wake them
G. F. Dutton (typos by me)
Y.