Susan Hawthorne #223 Gavrinis

island of goats
who might climb
hills backwards
but the goats
on Gavrinis
had other plans

rocks carved with
spirals like their
own home grown
horns a passageway
dark and dim
nowadays people
use mobile phones
as torches gone
are the days of
candlelight

this island in an
estuary now has
tourist boats with
limited capacity

back and forth
by the boatload
and the guides tell
lies paid to
misrepresent and
erase real history

the magic remains
hidden between words
in the carved rocks
messages from the past